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

"A once in a thousand-year genius for the sect, not bad."

Taf responded with a bit of curiosity after hearing about this individual.

This was quite the accomplishment for anyone within a sect the size of the Dark Abylis sect. With their average population being tens of thousands of disciples every year during that period of time.

"He is Jason, twenty-nine years old, grandson and true disciple of the Second Elder." Luke ended by saying.

When luke mentioned his age Taf now understood why he gained such high praises.

From what he knew the average person with the necessary prerequisites took at least twelve years within the ninth stage before they attempted ascending into the lord realm.

"Before I met you I thought he was the true meaning of a genius. Yet, you have already accomplished that feat at fifteen."

Luke shook his head as he wondered what would Jason think if he were to know of this truth.

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