Sry for the wierd intro(gotta keep with the bard theme)

This story began in a manner many have heard of, but at the same time different. A boy from a world called "earth". He was a normal boy, he was born in a small family, went to school, graduated and started working a low paying job. But he always sang. wether it be queen or some nursery, ryme he would sing because that was how he copt with the endless years of misfortune. Now you must be thinking, "how is it normal to have so much missfortune?" Well to him, thats what felt like normal. When at school he was picked on because he was the nice guy who helped out but did not fit in. He would be taken out back of the school and be beaten by the jocks and spit on by the cheeleaders. His parents filled the void with their love care that he did not want them to worry so he hid his pain under a smile. What he rememberd most was the times when he heard his dad play the piano and his mom would start singing in the kitchen. Their voices starting a duet which i can't explain how nice it was with words. Those were the days where his thoughts and songs were filled with hope. But like I said his life was filled with misfortune. The people he cared for the most died on the way to see him become a adult. His thoughts turned dark, his songs dreary and sad. Time passed as it does and he changed. beginning to accept that everything was against him, turnning him mad and his songs into killing works of everying. But even that too fadded, Now broken and accepting he walked the streets. He soon came upon a concert with voilins and a beutifule girl singing song a erre song.I was at the other end of the ally that lead to the parking building. I then saw a young couple with a little boy walking through the ally when a couple of thugs came out of the darkness. The man did not know why he entered the ally but soon he was confronting the men. Shortly after a knife was pulled and began to fall upon the couple. The man used his body to block these blows. soon he lied on the ground in the ally happy to see that a child would not lose his parents. He began to drift away to the songs of strings and a girl who sang like angels.

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