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"I'M JUST SHOUTING"
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[Dusks Forest - late Day]

It was a beautiful day on earth, or terra if you would have preferred, not a cloud in the sky. You could already feel the breeze against your skin. You could nap if you wanted.

???:"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Unless you were our current adventurer right here.

???: "WHY ARE THERE SO MANY SLIMES!!!"

That's right our hero of this sorry running from [Minor Gray Slimes]. The weakest [Monster] near his hometown [New Dawn]. Our hero here Chance Mulligan is an adventurer working with his local guild. However despite his ambitions and goals his not that strong within the guild. Matter of fact his considered the weakest in his guild.

Chance: "HOW ARE THERE SO MANY SLIMES!?!?"

[Chance Mulligan - Just an Adventurer - RNK: F]

Said our main hero, as he jumps through some bushes to reveal himself. All and all his not that bad looking. An 20 year old, good 5'10 in height, average lean build, bronze with silver strains of silver hair, and molten gold eyes. wearing a brown vest with a white undershirt, and brown pants, wielding an old danger, with the holdster at his side.

Chance: "HOW ARE THEY SO FAST!?!?"

Also said our main hero, as around 30 [Minor Gray Slimes] chasing right bebind him. The slimes were around the size of a soccer ball, a harmless bunch unless they get into the food, and water supply, then you've got yourself a problem. This is exactly why our hero was sent here to clear them out.

Chance: "THE JOB SAID A MAXIMUM OF 10 SLIMES!!!"

Chance: "THIS IS THE LAST TIME I LISTEN TO UNCLE DUNE WHEN I ASK FOR QUESTING ADVISE!!!"

Said Chance, as he dodges another tackle from the [Minor Gray Slimes]. He looked forward to seeing the town on the site. Picking up his pace, he dashes into the gate.

Chance: "HELP!!!"

Screamed Chanced as he skids into the gate with his trusty rusted dagger stabbing one of the tailings [Minor Gray Slime], killing it in the process.

Chance: "YES!!!"

However, his victory would be cut short as another [Minor Gray Slime] tackled him to the ground.

Chance: "ACK"

Surround by [Minor Gray Slimes], with only a dagger in hand, Chance prays to the Embodiments for help.

???: "You know I was kidding about, doing deep into [Dusk Forest] today."

Appearing out of nowhere, a man, carrying a Claymore, killing 10 of the [Minor Gray Slimes] in a single slash. He was tall at an impressive 6'2, and had heavy armor on, in the design of a knight, with his silver hair, paired with his brown eyes, killing the slimes in a matter of seconds.

Chance: "Oh thank the gods."

The man turned around to reveal a large scar going down the right side of his face. This was Uncle Dune or more likely known as Magus Dune, the local guild master, he works to keep the monster population down, and makes other people do his work. He's lazy but that doesn't mean he's worthless. Not in the slightest.

[Magus Dune - The Protector of a New Dawn - RNK: S]

After, what at most, 10 seconds all the [Minor Gray Slimes] were defeated.