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

"Where am I?" The demon king questioned. He looked to a mountain and saw them beginning to shake.

BOOM! BOOOM!—The sounds of giant footsteps could be heard. He turned around to see a colossus whose head hung above the clouds. She parted the clouds, and her eyes were filled with pure unadulterated rage.

He knew that face; it was the other of his targets, May. He didn't know how she got that big, but she was a frightening side to behold. She opened her hand as he pulled into her awaiting giant palm. The moment he entered her grasp, she pressed.

His bones broke with each squeeze as the demon screamed for the first time.

Ahhhh!—He yelled. There were still some remnant tentacles hanging to his body, so his healing ability was still in effect, but each time his bones reformed, they would be crushed.

Dipping Sauce—Evil May