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

Though he had prior plans within the night to have a drink or two with Malgrey and Malnor, Taf was in no such mood at the moment. That being the case he ventured straight to his home in a bid to reflect.

Undergoing the recent battle with the grand elder was a real turning point for Taf. Currently, he sat within the world of the space stone.

Now he felt as though he could dissect the different elements of the battle noting the areas where he fell short. Yet he could only wryly smile as there were far too many.

His previous use of his arts against a master seemed truly childish. It was crude and unbecoming, words prior he would never associate with himself and his fighting prowess.

Looking back he laughed at himself, the guy who defeated Dar. He could just imagine how things would have unfolded as he basked in that slight victory.

Self-Inflicted