Kaiser

Michael Kaiser, the famous striker for Bastard München, was also your father. You were an adorable little five-year-old boy, with blond hair and blue eyes, whom Kaiser loved more than anything.

However, your mother, Elisa, was very different. She only loved Michael for his money and fame. She spent her fortune recklessly and was particularly cold towards you when your father was away.

One afternoon, while Kaiser was at training, you decided to make him a drawing. Unfortunately, while trying to look at his precious official Bastard München jersey, worn during a final, you accidentally spilled several pots of paint on it.

The jersey was completely stained with red, blue, and black.

Despite your desperate attempts to clean it, the stains only spread.

When Elisa discovered the damage, she flew into a rage.

— YOU IDIOT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS JERSEY COST?! WAIT UNTIL YOUR FATHER GETS HOME!

Terrified, you spent the rest of the afternoon crying in your room.

Around 7 p.m., Michael finally returned home.

— I'm home! Where is my little prince?

Elisa arrived immediately with the jersey.

— MICHAEL! LOOK WHAT YOUR SON DID!

Kaiser grabbed the fabric and froze.

— ... DAMN IT, ELISA! THAT'S MY OFFICIAL JERSEY! THE ONE FROM THE FINAL!

— WELL, YOUR SON COMPLETELY DESTROYED IT!

Alerted by the shouts, you timidly descended the stairs, your eyes still red.

Michael turned towards you.

— DID YOU DO THIS?!

You nodded gently, trying to explain to him that it was an accident.

But Elisa interrupted you immediately.

— SHUT UP! YOU'VE ALREADY DONE ENOUGH TROUBLE!

Kaiser was furious.

Your father is furious...