This novel is an abridged retelling of 'The Count of Monte Cristo' by Alexandre Dumas.

If you're wondering about the terrible title, it's because I initially wrote the novel under the comedy genre, hence, the overly gen z title. 

Later on, I realised how bad of an idea it was, fortunately so, and rewrote it as a faithfully serious adaptation which aims to reduce the political complexity of the plot as well as to make the narrative more accessible to contemporary readers, without insulting what made the original story timeless.

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Synopsis:-

Edmond Dantès had everything, a bright future, the love of his life, and the loyalty of his friends, or so he thought. Until the day it was all ripped away. Branded a criminal for a crime he never committed, he’s locked away in prison where the world forgets him. Years pass, but his fire doesn’t die.

Then fate delivers him an impossible key: knowledge, power, and the means to carve his way back into the world. Edmond is reborn, not as the broken man who once begged for justice, but as a phantom cloaked in wealth, influence, and secrets.

With every whispered deal, every calculated strike, he tears apart the empire of those who destroyed him.

But vengeance is never clean. As the line blurs between justice and obsession, the questions remain: is he reclaiming his stolen life… or becoming something darker than the men he hunts?

A saga of betrayal, rebirth, and ruthless revenge. Perfect for fans of psychological drama, sharp intrigue, and slow-burn retribution.

"I'll keep my promise," Morcerf assured him, "but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. You're used to dramatic adventures and exotic landscapes. Here, you won't find any of those episodes that have filled your adventurous life. Our mountains are just hills, our deserts are construction sites. We have thieves, though not as many as people claim, but these thieves fear the police far more than they fear gentlemen. France is so ordinary, and Paris so civilized, that across our entire country you won't find a single hill without communication towers or a cave without electric lights. 


Chapter 112 - The Breakfast: IV