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

"Hey, chubs." A smiling Taf grabbed the bag from Draxx's head. The world generated by the space stone was altered so even after opening his eyes Draxx couldn't tell the difference. Though Taf smiled, Draxx knew he was no different from a demon, this was further reinforced by what previously unfolded.

Yet this Draxx was a crafty fellow and knew the means to survive. He recognized his worth to the couple had diminished thus he once more sought to reinforce it.

In a flash he went in a monologue speaking his ideal, "Sir Mouse, you are a pioneer. For far too long I have bashed my clan for seemingly living in the past, holding on to the old ideals. Pillars were erected as monuments for old accomplishments. That's simply backward thinking, we should mold our juniors to surpass what those before had built. Not rely on them for sustained growth."

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