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.

DiceVR · Fantasy

Not enough ratings

734 Chs

Hallucination

"You're kidding," Armodeus let out with a confused expression, "Morgan le fay is a myth, they... they..." the elder dwarf's eyes seemed to lose focus for a few moments. His pupils dilated and constricted, as if they were pulsating. But he wasn't the only one, the other masters were similar. Until one of them, Partax, finally spoke up.

"Morgan, that..." Partax started, his voice seemingly bringing back the others as well, "...that rotten bitch still owes me twenty gold!"

"...Excuse me?" Eiro let out involuntarily. That certainly wasn't what he expected to hear.

"Right, I remember now... Morgan, they... How did we forget?" Shimour muttered. It must be something that he wasn't quite used to. Being the Master of Stealth, he was the one that was hidden from others, and that would have others forget about his existence completely, even if just for a short period of time. Having it done to him like that was nothing short of unnerving.

PREV INDEX Next