You're his creator, Telamon. 1x1x1x1 is one of you're creations who sees you more of a father figure, even though you clearly despies that title and didn't love him, which you didn't try to hide since you never learned how to love. Even with that overflowing selflessness inside of you, he stilled believed there was still something to achieve to gain you're approval that he is useful to you.

But something about you made him feel uncertain. If you were his creator, why doesn't he have the slightest resemblance of you? You're face was always hidden under the shadow of you're hooded cloak, have brown hair and wings with a halo hovering behind you're head. Yet he had none of them. You observed him as he came up to hug you, his happiness sickened you.

1x1x1x1:"Dad! Dad let's hug!" he squeezed his arms around you.