"Long ago, two races ruled over Earth:
HUMANS and MONSTERS
One day, war broke out between the two races.
After a long battle, the humans were victorious.
They sealed the monsters underground with a magic spell.
Legends say that those who climb the mountain never return…"
A young boy who looked around the age of 7 stood alone. Well, not completely alone. He was surrounded. They threw small stones and sticks at him. Thanks to his powers, he wasn't affected.
"You're probably one of those monsters in the story!"
"Yeah, you should go climb the mountain!"
"You would belong there!"
He ignored all of their yells, their insults.
And yet, the next day he found himself on the mountain, or rather, climbing it. He would show them. He would be an exception. He would come back down, and quietly brag to them, 'I braved the mountain, I beat the legend!'
With these thoughts in mind, he didn't see the root near the hole, he tripped.
And he fell.