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

It was now daybreak as Taf made his way through his home stretching and yawning. As he walked there was still some chill felt in the air, due to the previous night being one filled with rain showers.


"Guess it's time to go and meet my new teammates."


He thought while looking at the time, seeing that he was indeed somewhat late. Soon he summoned his new attire to be worn as a sect member. Before him, he saw purple robes, black pants, and some purple shirts.


"Nah, these all seem so formal, this is definitely not me. How then do I make this work?"


He had his hands to his jaw as he sought answers to this minor inconvenience.


I'm all about comfort and freedom. Let's see, if I made some slight alteration here and there, it might be moulded into something that could work."


Soon he summoned a scissor to his hand and in a flash, snapping sounds could be heard. After a while, something unique was formed.


The Squad