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

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733 Chs

Hyper-Adaptability

The bone-like stubstance that had been covering 'the Death's body was starting to gather around its legs as it sped up. The substance merged with the child-like body, turning its legs into the shape of a horse's. But it was a rather grim version, as it was covered in nothing but half-rotten, dried up flesh.

Eiro took a deep breath as he looked at the figure ahead of him. And 'the Death' soon jumped up as high as it could. The moment its hoofs hit the ground, he pushed himself off for an extra boost, now running and jumping around the room as quick as it could.

It seemed like instead of going for defense, the Death was now trying to go for the ability to dodge. And it was incredibly capable at that. None of Eiro's or even Koperia's attacks were hitting it.

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