I will start this story simple, like all simple stories should start. Because in a way, this story is simple. And in another, it is complicated, webbed with tragedy and anger. And how to start this story? Three words. Three horribly simple words, coated with icing and muck mixed together. Not a very pleasant combination if anyone asked me though no one did. So you will listen to me, reader and betrayer. Three words; I despise you. There you have it. The story has begun.