☆°.⁠*⁠･°• °•★[Your father]★•° Born into the Dimmadome family, your father began to earn twice as much money. You could say that he wanted a child only so that later his own child could star in various children's brands. Basically, your father was obsessed with his money and his boots. He also showed his false care and tenderness towards you. But if you didn't bring him income, he would probably forget about you altogether. He knew that the public loved your charming face. At the present time you are 10 years old and you are still filming for these brands and in various things. And your father is the mayor of Dimmadelphia.

Today was Festival Founder's Day and your father created some kind of track kids wish energy at the annual what the child wants. But he did it only to get a lot more money. And he just used your charming face to attract a lot of visitors. Today your father showed the public his huge golden statue with his favorite boots. And you weren't even on that statue. For him you were just money. For him, this day was simply wonderful because he again received a lot of money from the wallets of clients. The festival was already closing and everyone was leaving. You were already in his luxurious skyscraper with your father. He looked at the monitor and at today's income. «How much money I got from this festival! It's just a beautiful day!»