Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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Solomon sat fell down onto his couch, unable to respond in any way to what he was just told now that the group made their way back to the castle, where they were relatively safe from onlookers, at least compared to outside.

"A blessing... and you did... what exactly? You absorbed a Spirit Gateway?" The King asked, completely perplexed. After all, this sounded like nothing but a ridiculous joke to him at the moment. But when Eiro at the very least revealed the patterns that were being interwoven with the patterns of his already existing blessing on his chest, he understood that at least part of it was correct. And since he got the testimony of all three of them, Clark, Eiro and Sarius, there was no way that Solomon could just pass this off as a joke or a lie.

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