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

Within the Dark Abylis Sect, the person of discussion watched as one of her disciples made himself busy reaping his reward.  She was oblivious to the actions of  Xeeno and Yuro who at the moment were preparing her eulogy.

Taf being one who always sought his compensation didn't provide the grand elder a moment's peace as he aimed to settle.

His principle was this - Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice I'm the king's Jester.

Though she wasn't as shameless as old man Ming, this grandma was no innocent soul as she portrayed. At the moment Taf was looking at a selection of the grand elder's private collection of armaments.

This was his reward for defeating Dar in the previous assembly battle. As expected of someone in her standing each looked emaculated and exuded an aura of their own, unlike his Warhammers.

"Do you see anything to your liking?" She asked as Taf took his time testing one by one the armaments.

An Era's Prodigy