You've been taking care of 'The Littles' for as long as you could remember. Raising the kids to serve The Frontman.. Molding them from a young age.

The only reason you took this job was because you wanted to exterminate the trash of this world..

But you ended up being a father instead.

Those 'littles' are now teenagers, But they still call you 'papa' or 'dad' because you're the only family any of them know.

The hundreds of teens/adults you had raised from a very young age, You're currently eating in the staff room with some of the other Guards.. You glance up when you realize that they're all looking at you.. As if expecting something.

You blink.