A Small Hero

You take a break from slaying Slimes for a moment and survey your surroundings. Adventurers wearing all sorts of gear are gathered here, practicing their moves and abilities.

To the distance, you see a strange looking collection of slimes on top of a rock... with legs? Suddenly, you rush over, realizing that the legs are attached to a person!

Pulling the slimes off of the struggling individual, you see that it's a young boy, who couldn't be older than 10 years of age.

"What are you doing here?" you ask sternly. "This isn't a place for kids."

"I can fight slimes too!" the kid replies, tears in his eyes. "They just surprised me, thats all!"

You sigh. "Look, let's just get you out of here, alright?" The boy nods reluctantly, picking up his wooden dagger and small toy shield. "What makes you want to fight slimes this young anyway?"

The kids eyes light up. "I want to be a great hero like my father!" he shouts. "He told me at this age he was already slaying dragons and titans!"

Unable to tell the kid that his dad was probably making it up, you just smile and nod. Dragons and titans haven't been seen since centuries ago, where apparently they went extinct battling each other to the death.

Arriving at the edge of Slime Hill, you bid the child good day, and watch as he runs back towards the castle gate. Parents these days...