Siddharta walked peacefully under the clouds. In that moment, he knew he could never be spiritually liberated while being physically shackled by the temptations of every luxury a man could ask for. He wasn't born with desires for worldly treasures; those attributes were learned as he was groomed to be the Prince and soon after, the next king.
There was a pleasantness about him that one could only achieve after indulging every possible craving. That pleasantness preceding the prince's footsteps and attracted a crowd. It wasn't long before the prince started mingling with the townsfolk on the daily, and news spread across the kingdom of the chance at meeting the prince in person.
The king mistreated those soldiers wounded in battle, and over time, they became a growing percentage of social burdens. Hearing that the kingdom was at an uproar about meeting his son, the king worried his son might find out how horribly the king neglected a valued member of society, who above all, was willing to give his life for his country and paid the ultimate cost.
Decades passed and the population of downtrodden citizens was at an all time high. The king decided to have soldiers create checkpoints where they would be stationed to secure the lower class and prevent them from seeing his son. Hearing of this news, the prince set out to investigate what was so important for his father to hide from him. That's when the prince learned his luxuries were at the expense of thousands of young men the same age as him or younger were dying to feed the war machine that created problems in the first place. Millions were siphoned to fuel the great machine, and the prince felt guilty seeing the cost of the luxuries he had been enjoying. So the prince confronted his father, but that just led to the sane answer. The prince had been responsible for the deaths of soldiers in battle, and he must pay pennance.
So the prince renounced his throne and lived on the streets until finally, he stumbled down by the river and drowned. The prince's guards managed to bring the young Buddha Siddharta back to life, and it was hailed a miracle. He sat in a lotus patch near a pond for three days, then went to live in the river for years, washing away his sins, feeding off the current and donations, but literally drinking muddy water for sustenance as charity was shown by the parents of the deceased victims, worsening the guilt he felt.
Then one day, one of his children came to visit. He had made many children in his royal court. This one brought him only an apple to eat. The buddha asked why only an apple? But his son just shrugged and said, "why don't you come home and eat?"
The buddha did just that, and ordered all soldiers to do the same. And so began peace.