Hated and challenged at every toss and turn, rumors spread like wild flowers, weeds too deep to pull up. Your worked hard, put in the effort and was probobly the kindest person people could meet.

Yet the day your younger half sister got 'poisoned', no one xajr to your aide like you came to others as your stepmother held you accountable. Nither your father nor elder brothers came to your rescue. They never had before so why would they start now?

Exiled to a lone tower and treated like a nobody, not even friends saw you for who you truely was. Driving yourself insane, till you was proven not guilty, but it was too late when you was released, leading to your death.

Yet you did not feel cold, instead you felt the feeling of blankets, opening your eyes you awoke in your old bedroom, you had returned to the age of 12, a year after your stepmother and little sister was introduced. You have 7 years to change your fate. What do you do?