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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Enthralled

Eiro took a seat in the room connected to the infusion chamber as Nelli healed the wound on his back.

"How am I supposed to do this..?" Eiro muttered, "My body is fundamentally different to others, so the amount of damage that I took should be a lot less than what Merlin did. How did he manage to avoid these injuries?"

"Well, maybe it's because he didn't fucking rush ahead, you absolute dumb-fuck." Sarius replied immediately, and Eiro rolled his eyes in response, "Right, of course. I mean, I guess I can try and do it in the more basic way. I'll infuse myself from the inside, then."

Eiro slowly closed his eyes and looked into himself again. He felt the mass of pure mana and moved it around inside of him. The Demon shifted it toward his left hand, and then replaced the regular mana in there with the pure mana, going through the same process as 'infusion'.

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