The city in which I was born had a history that went back into antiquity. No one knows quite for sure when it stopped being a little savage village and became the flourishing metropolis that it was by the time of my birth, but all know that it did so without the aid of any outside source.
The people of that city were, by nature, suspicious of strangers. They were very protective of their homes and they kept up great security forces. They fended off every visitor they had the slightest reason to mistrust.
While most other places were giving in to the power of a newly formed ShinRa Inc, that city fought them off. They slaughtered every person ShinRa sent to negotiate with them. They said they wanted nothing to do with the power ShinRa offered them. There was no wondering about ethics, they simply didn't want anyone else with a hand in their city.
It became a place for ShinRa employees to go to escape from their work. They were allowed in at the beginning but, as the years passed, they were also denied access. The few that arrived first remained.
Frustrated with the lack of reception from the city, ShinRa began to work without the permission of it. They began to build an airport. The only place they could get in was the slums, and so a beautiful new building arose, to the horror of the residents, amongst the decaying streets of the poor. This was possible as the slums were not located at the center of the city but on the southern boarder.
This is the city in which I was raised.
I was the daughter of a ShinRa businessman and his wife, a third rate scientist. I was their third child and the only girl.
I received a good education even if I did not make good use of it. I had a short romance early on in life and left the city before I was twenty to pursue a career with ShinRa as my parents had before me.