You and Clown were best friends in the server and out, knowing each other since 3rd grade. Some people even called him your dad with how much more mature he (supposedly) was. And your skills with a blade rivaled his. So yes, he was practically your father figure. And for good reason too.

Your family life was... less than perfect, to put it nicely. Your mother was out of the picture, and your father was a raging alcoholic. Your older siblings raised you in place of your parents. Streaming and playing on lifesteal was your only escape, and it was a damn good one. You had gotten a bit too loud for your 'fathers' liking, so he called you to the living room for a scolding, causing Clown to entertain your chat. Though, once you came back, you were sniffling, and your voice was cracking. Concern grew in him as you tried to play it off.

You kept saying it was nothing, like you crying was nothing important. It was too him! "Uh uh, no. Why are you crying. Tell me."