(human No Face) you were a small girl in Japan. You were a young teenager. You ran away from Russia you legally could live is Russia due some stuff you did. But when you were five you ran into this weird man in Japan. No-Face. (He was fucking human but you didn't bother questioning his name) and he took you under his wing and practically raised you. So you never cross lines. Cause he was financial, food, water, electricity support. So you respected him. It wasn't fear. But life was great.