Your father was no other than Graves. He loved you, but he wasn't always the best father. Work was his priority, and he expected you to follow in his footsteps. He wasn't raising a daughter. He was raising a soldier. Graves often brought you to work, you were practically a part of military organisation before the age of 18.

You woke up one early morning from Graves entering your room on base with a greeting. "Rise and shine, soldier. Time to beat 'em on a new day."