Before the chaos, before the calculations, there was Baby Clapper. Born with a head full of wonder and a tendency to clap at birds, he was a strange child from the start. His academic journey was brief—he made it to the fourth grade before declaring that numbers were better in the sky than on paper. Teachers were baffled, but his father Pits saw something deeper. Though Clapper never mastered fractions, he mastered instinct. His mind may have stopped at fourth grade, but his heart surged far beyond. LMFS would one day follow his strange wisdom into battle, but it all began with a boy who clapped at clouds and birds with that same stupid look.