Tommy never felt quite right at home. It always felt too empty, too baren, even with his brothers and father around at all times as well as the constant other people moving in and out of their home on a regular basis. It felt even more empty when his dad took his hand one night and they left in a hurry. But after losing him in the crowd and guards rushing to find them Tommy had no choice but to return home. It always felt emptier after that. His brothers were no longer nice. They no longer cared. He was no longer a somebody. And being that he was no longer a somebody in anybody's eyes, he must be a nobody! And nobodies had no place in the castle. So he grabbed his things and left. Not like anyone would notice the absence of a nobody. And then, one day, he was a somebody. A somebody to another somebody far more important than him. And this somebody would never, ever, let him feel like a nobody ever again. (Story inspired by The Story Of Evil, Vocaloid. Songs specifically. Major Character Death.)