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

May stopped her previous command as she freed the spacestone's pathway. She then saw Taf appear; he looked somewhat confused with his sheathed hammer (Dida) and his scythe (Grigara) on his back. He remembered closing his eyes for a few hours as he tried to understand the defining motions. However, while within, he sensed May's plight and awoke to see his surroundings destroyed.

He was pretty surprised that she had left the safety of the space stone without him. She knew as well as he did how harsh the purgatory world was; this rashness was definitely out of character.

"What happened? Why didn't you wait for me?" He asked as she smiled, grateful to see he was finally awake. His confusion was evident by the lost gaze, and all perception of time had vanished while in the trans-like state.

She tried to enlighten him, "You have been out for over a year".

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