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

A middle-aged man uttered as the icy arrow slowly dissolved in his grasp, this was elder Mu. To his side, Elder Alders could be seen observing Darwin who cared not for protocols, grasping onto his legs for dare life. Now it was a certainty his life was saved and no longer was there a need to live in fear.

"Lord Elders, I see you finally came. We were just ensuring that our friend Darwin harmlessly made it to the safe-haven." Taf replied with a courtesy smile.

When all heard his words they were appalled. Obviously Darwin didn't see it this way with the screams for his life. He was being hunted like prey in the wild. How exactly was this called helping?"

Mu looked to the dissolve arrow in his hand before looking at the two.

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