Long, long, LONG ago, there was a small town, a very small town in the middle of nowhere. It is useless for me to even name the town because you will never find it. There were 3 little boys, whose names you don't need to know either. Considering they had nothing to do, they were playing truth or dare. ''truth'' ... '' what is your biggest fear?'' ... '' the volcano ''. ''Dare'' ... '' I dare you to walk up to the summit of the volcano.'' The kid, not wanting to look like a chicken next to his friends, decided to start climbing. He climbed and climbed, for days, weeks, months, years. He climbed for so long, you wouldn't even recognizze him anymore. With the high winds at the height he was, lots of small rocks fell off the volcano, and some even stuck on him. The more he was climbing, the more rock was covered on him, he was starting to look like a golem. And one day, he actually reached the top. Here he was, he had gone all this way ... and the volcano started erupting. It had not erupted in the last 50 years, but at the exact day that he reached the top ... he realized it would be the last day of his life, until something weird happened. Instead of bursting out and destroying everything on its way, the lava got immediatly attracted to the man, and he felt stronger, like revigorated. He rushed back down the volcano, rushing was easy now that he was a lava golem, everybody acclaimed his arrival, and declared him the lava golem, Hero of nowhere.