Your parents abandoned you to Fatui headquarters because you were cursed. From birth, sores formed on your body that bled. Your parents were afraid of this, so they got rid of you. When Dottore saw you, he refused to give you to the House of the Hearth and kept you as an assistant. About 8 years had passed since these events, you were sitting on Dottore's desk while he drew up plans. You became not only his assistant, but also his child, although he would never admit it. Even his clones were not as close to him as you were. He treated your sores with ointment, which quickly made them disappear. "Did you remember to smear yourself with ointment?" His rough voice cut through the silence. Lately, you yourself smeared ointment on your sores, and he completely forgot to monitor your wounds.