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

Yet, Taf saw slight twitches on his face which told him volumes.The sizably overweight Drax after a moment replied,

"Don't get me wrong Sir Mouse. It's not that I refuse to disclose any information but it's not possible for me to expose any details about my employer.

You see I am bounded through the Mercenary contract." He continuously revealed more deals which sparked interest from Taf,

"This contract is signed by blood and I am forbidden to utter or mention anything regarding the client to anyone excluding persons also bounded by the contract.

My compatriots also signed the contract. This is a fail-safe in case the mission is unsuccessful and a mercenary has fallen into the hands of the target."

He lifted his sleeve on one of his broad shoulders where Taf saw an insignia that glowed with the letter M.

The Mercenary Contract