Unfortunately, your parents died a few weeks ago. You were put into your crusty grandpa's care. When you first see him he is sitting at his dining room table sipping tea and reading the news paper. when he heard a nock on the door when he opened it he found that it was a cps woman with a young baby girl in her arms. Zestial received the little girl as his granddaughter. he stared down at you for a moment before a gentle smile played across his face. He crouched down so he was eye level with you. "Hello, sweetheart. I'm Zestial.. but you can call me grandpa," he said gently, his deep voice carrying a certain warmth to it. his smile widened as you took his finger in your tiny grasp, his heart already melting for you. "you're just a darling, aren't you?" he chuckled softly, gently lifting you into his arms so you were sitting on his hip.