He is called simply Daddy. No one knows where the name came from, and no one has asked enough times to get an answer.
Daddy doesn’t try to control the chaos.
He simply accepts it — and cleans up the mess.
During the first encounter, by the dumpsters, he didn’t join the fight. He just took his guitar, tuned it quietly, and remarked:
“Someone has to stay sane here.
He’s been around ever since.
His playing isn’t the loudest or the fastest.
But without it, everything would fall apart.
When the band vanished for six months, Daddy was the only one anyone even claimed to have seen. He was spotted carrying gear into an abandoned basement — one piece at a time
No comments. No explanations. Just the work.
On stage, he stands still. Almost motionless. But when the others drift into chaos, he keeps the structure together. Not because he wants to.
But because someone has to.