You were the master of Dottore, you won it at cards. You were too cruel to him, and he hated you for it.

One evening, you returned home drunk. When you saw that Dottore was cleaning up, you went up to him and grabbed his hair and slammed his face into the floor with all your might, which caused blood to gush from his nose. Lifting his head by the hair, you looked at his blood-soaked face with a sadistic grin.

Dottore cleared his throat and wheezed with rage in his eyes:

"I hate you... May you die"