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

With Samson's words, the marker illuminated before transferring to Ava's arm.

"Smart fellow." She uttered with a smile. Yet all Samson did in return was give a hatefully glare.

After stripping them all of their markers Samson's squad was then untied, before being shooed on their way.

"I'll get you back for this!"

Samson yelled to Malnor while being helped to his feet by a squadmate.

Malnor with a laugh returned Samson's sentiments in kind. He then paid no more attention to the defeated Samson before signaling for the squad to move.

Staying in one position for a prolonged time was akin to auctioning their markers for sale. Who knew how many other squads were on their scent in the vicinity?

Delilah