
Also, the dark marriage of my mother with my uncle, was too much for my tolerance and patience. My revenge had to showed up, and to save my vulnerable mother from that poisonous human being, Claudius.
I'm Hamlet, the prince of Danemark. I'm about thirty years old. I'm the son of Queen Gertrude and the late King Hamlet, and the nephew of the present king, Claudius. I'm melancholy, bitter, and cynical, full of hatred for his uncle’s scheming and disgust for his mother’s sexuality. I'm often indecisive and hesitant, but at other times prone to rash and impulsive acts.
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