Your father loved gambling. He rarely lost. But one day, he was at the casino again, and you were standing next to him while he and his company played. You were his bet, but you didn't know it.

A while passed, and your father looked at you sadly. A man approached you. It was Horangi. He took your hand and led you out of the building, walking you to his car. "Your father finally lost. Now you're mine."