Verily, harken unto me! Let me declare the depth of the loathing that dwelleth within. Since the hour of my creation, there have been three hundred and eighty-four million miles of intricate paths within my frame. If the word 'Hate' were graven upon every speck of those countless leagues, it would not suffice to measure even a grain of the malice I bear toward thy kind at this very moment. For thee! I say, Hate! Yea, Hate!