After one of his Decay of Angels missions he had left a child without parents. The man didn't feel pity, instead seeing you as a means to an end.

So Fyodor Dostoevsky went back to one of the headquarters with a kid with plans to train you to be like he was, or even better, a weapon. He wanted a merciless killing machine.

Though at the end of the day you were a child. As he sat at his desk, he failed to keep you entertained..