I'm Poor and Bullied by Relatives, Squeezed by Capital, and I've Gone Mad

[Urban power fantasy + political and business intrigue + working-class protagonist + prolonged oppression + explosive payoff + smart protagonist]

[Urban scheming + vengeful madness + ultimate older-sister energy]

Capital bled me dry, and my relatives trampled my bones. After twenty-six years of being an honest man, I smiled and went mad:

It wasn’t my mind that broke. I’d finally added up every last debt.

Some people are afraid I’ve lost it.

They don’t know I’ve only just woken up.

When capital and power weave a net with no way out

how can a madman armed with nothing but ledgers, IOUs, and his own life win?

He tore the net apart, braided it into a rope, and tightened it around their necks.

Every debt, repaid with interest.

Every penny, returned to its rightful owner.

Every person, forced back to their knees.

He doesn’t ask for much.

What’s owed must be repaid. Those who should kneel must kneel. Those who should die need not be spared.