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

"Nothing like a man's own castle."

Taf pushed open the door to his manor as he strolled through. Having chosen not to have any servants the place was dark and quiet. Not that he would complain as this suited him quite well.

"I don't like the thoughts of these devils, Taf."

May uttered with a bit of unease in her voice. It didn't take a genius to see how feared these individuals were by all.

"When I asked who was behind that whole ordeal, I must say I was quite startled at the grand elder's response."

Taf replied as he observed the space ring which the grand elder previously provided. He then continued by saying,

" Guess I was excited about meeting these banes of our world. After all, I too would fall under this bracket.

Maybe there are quite a few questions that are in need of answers in my mind. For instance, why are they despised as they are? More importantly, is this an inherent trait that all who possess the affinity are fated?"

Thousand Year Genius