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

Unaware of the sect's number one genius sudden intrigue in him, Taf casually made his way down the ridge.

While nonchalantly walking he saw countless disciples hard at work endeavoring to get in the last bit of training they could. It was now the eve of the annual tournament and the sect was buzzing with excitement.

Yet Taf casually walked on his way unbothered by all the hassle. He had no intention of including any more training in his plans prior to the tournament.

At this juncture, there was only one thing on his mind and that was visiting the sect's library in order to make himself more knowledgeable on certain matters. This was important with him having to fulfill his elder's obligation.

While walking he lamented about some of his decision makings,

'I really should have taken the easy route like May, opting to be a mentor. Damn I even completed some parts. When I gave prior pointers to Lovren, Luke, and Cameron.

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