Prologue
The road to the top is long and difficult.
Often it is also lonely.
And although the cruel beginning of my own journey was, as one would expect - lonely.
Along the way to the top, I met many people.
Some of them tried to stab me in the back, more or less openly.
However, many of these people stayed with me longer.
My great power did not at all become the cause of my loneliness and withdrawal from the world, although it might seem so.
Now at the very end of this story, I am surrounded by the joyful and serene faces of people dear to me.
I started completely alone. Without support. Without understanding. Without help.
But to understand my present happiness, we have to go back to the very beginning of my triumph.
To my downfall...