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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730 Chs

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Eiro looked down at the young man that was so tightly holding onto the magic beast he was trying to protect this whole time. As the Demon stretched his arms out to try and grab the piglet, the young man quickly pulled away, staring up at Eiro confused.

"Wh-What are you doing?" He asked with a deep frown, speaking in Pirock. Raising his brow, Eiro looked down at him, "Do you speak common?"

However, the young man just stared up at him confused. Looking him up and down more closely, Eiro did notice that his clothes were in a far worse condition compared to others, and he was quite dirty in general. He also had some scars scattered all over his body that clearly didn't come from combat.

Eiro turned to look at Sarius, "Is it normal for people here to not be able to speak common?"

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