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

This man was the first of his kind that Taf had actually met. His manner of doing things highlighted some seriously troubling issues. Yet, Taf stared back in his eyes then offered a retort,

"I'm sorry there can be only one Mouse and he quite frankly enjoys his face, so the quota has already been filled."

Still, Benzalo was intrigued as he looked at Taf like a newly discovered specimen to be dissected. Seeing his persistent gaze Taf continued,

"It seems I have in my possession the desired tools to offer the necessary assistance deserving of someone such as yourself.

Guess I'm a specialist in the field, isn't it unfortunate I didn't set my sights on becoming a medical Practioner?"

Taf stretched while having the two long Warhammers in his hands as he continued,

"After I'm done that head of yours will be working like all those who have crossed the Mouse in the past.

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