The Ballads (Part 1)
Seriously. Once upon a time, there lived a lad who was blissfully ignorant of the world 'round him. He never had to bother with the big things that adults fussed about. Not once did he even have to think about what he was going to wear for the next day - for it was all chosen and done for him before he had to care about it. The boy grew up in this manner until he hit the stage of life where everyone is neither adult nor child. The boy got awfully troubled in this period - for he was neither prepared for it, nor did he have anyone to help him out. But that was where he was wrong! For he had all the companions in the world.. or did he? His family still pampered him doing odd jobs that should've been his and never once did he think "Maybe I should help them out?" Soon though, it got too late to fix what was for when the time came when the job had to be done, the trigger to be pulled - he was the one behind the hammer.