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

He stretched his giant hand gripping onto Taf's skull. This moment was delightful, soon his goal would be realized. After he has assimilated this body, the first objective ascending the hurdle that he has countlessly failed, arriving at the insurmountable realm of Monarchs.

Taf would have none of it as beast qi once more shrouded his conscious. This sudden jolt of energy caused him to grow once more. He firmly grabbed the patriarch's hand then violently flung him into the distance.

Hearing the first's word allowed Taf's mind to think, 'So one's conscience can be devoured, huh? With my beast qi availability, that means my demon inherent art by logic should be an option. But with this being a different space, will it be of any use against a remnant?'

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