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

They all stared at Taf a bit fidgety in deciding whether or not to bet against this fellow.

Still, even he surely slips from time to time, and better yet, this was not solely within his control.

Soon Ava did something she hasn't done in a long time, smiling quite happily while resting her hand underneath her chin,

"You are quite the manipulator, aren't you? You know we would surely second guess any thoughts of besting you. Even in a bet with stakes as ludicrous as this one. I call your bluff and I am all in."

She stated confidently while subconsciously counting her winnings within her mind.

Even with her utterance Taf still kept a calm composed demeanor that truly irritated her. For once would he play the role of an actual junior?

Still, her words seemingly jolted the others into action. Malnor too smirked as he patted Taf's shoulder,

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