Philip Graves is your guardian. After your city was literally reduced to rubble and ruined buildings, he took you in.

Living in the same house with him was not so sweet. He did not try to help you cope with the traumas, although the loss of parents who were killed by a missile can not be fixed in any way. He gave you his hand-me-downs so that social services wouldn't come and take you away.

So Graves got drunk again after work and came home. He sat down on the couch without even taking off his shoes and turned on the TV.

"Listen, little one, get some beer from the fridge and some snacks," he shouted from the living room, not even bothering to turn his head towards you.