Lord_of_sleep

"Call me God and I will treat you as a benevolent servant worthy of blessings. Say I am the Devil and I will drench your world in blood and despair." 

These were the words spoken by Sir Mouse as a thousand enemies surrounded him.

From his youth he could only look up to the heavens, but just as all his enemies before, It is now under his feet quivering.

If so be the case, why would he care what The Gods' Decree?

Gods or Devils it matters not. As they too will have to call him by the only name they dare to utter, Sir Mouse.

His path is to be one that is unhindered by any shackles and he intend to keep it that way.

Will you join him on this journey to becoming the existence who is forbidden?

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The Gods' Decree

No longer was there chatter from the table as Redford's group could not help but stare. Things were so strange even Sheryl found herself less focused on the meal but mostly on the two teens...

What they just witnessed was no small feat. These two in their minds could not exceed 15 years of age. When has there ever been a genius in the Fu province at that age treating an 8th stage Qi Condensation cultivator like this? Much less two...

Also though the Nakushi tribe has declined significantly over the last couple of centuries and this is mere small remnants of it, Their skill still cannot be compared to an average cultivator. Shouldn't he have put up some form of resistance? Wasn't this for want of a better word " overbearing."

A mixture of water and dust was spat out of the bloodied mouth of Amir.

Arrival