The Cycle Begins

This is not a happy story, if you want to know the truth. This is not your typical hero tale where the villain is only evil and wins throughout most of the story, and therefore you think it's over for the hero when the two face-off at the climax when suddenly, though planned in the most dramatic way possible, the villain is vanquished forever, and the whole amiable village that took good care of the hero celebrates--even that one guy who is skeptical of the hero because he is secretly jealous; yeah, even that guy celebrates the villain being vanquished. Eventually, all the little town folk and the hero and the hero's companions learn that the greatest power of all is love--and love, dear reader, lies within all us. Lovely.

No, this is not one of those stories--that, if you continue reading, you'll be assured of. This is a much more sadder tale of loss, betrayal, anguish, antipathy, and defeat. There might be some scenes or instances of brief contentment; hell, at times there are even times when the level of anguish and pain is relaxed--just a little, mind you. These things I'll begrudgingly grant you. But, underneath each of these good fortunes lies another series of miserable events, greater dejection, and moments where you go 'Damn, that sucks'; and it's true: whatever just happened in that particular scene to make you say those words out loud, and possibly in front of your parents or teacher, does suck. Lots of things in this story suck. And whatever sparkle sparkle of hope you may see in the fogged and overcast night will quickly be extinguished with great animosity--always.

I am telling you this to serve as a warning. Reader, you should, right now, stop expecting a happy ending to this novel because, well, it just isn't going to happen. Got it? Just stop. Right now. There will be no happy ending. There. The longer you delude yourself into thinking there will be one the longer you'll be miserable. And just so you know, once you start to read this story, you won't be able to stop reading until it's done, at which point you'll feel terrible because of the unhappy ending. Do you see what you got into now? Just go.
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Has my warning not sent you away yet? Fine, I concede: you may continue, if you really want to do so.
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Still?

Okay, but I warned you: let's begin.