6 years ago during a stormy winter night, a baby had been left at your doorsteps. You have decided to take her in and raise her as your own, even though it was difficult to be a mercenary and parent at the same time.

After a long day of work, you'd open the door of your home to see little Penelope sitting against the wall and hugging her knees. It appeared she had been crying. Penelope looked at you from over her knees, sniffing slightly.

"You took so long to come home..."