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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Essence Infusion

Eiro looked at the Arcane Magic floating in front of his eyes. It's been a while since he felt this sort of immediate familiarity in the magic that he was casting. The first time he felt it was when he used Ice Magic for the first time. And now, it was Arcane Magic. These two elements, although Arcana wasn't in fact an element itself, seemed like they were an innate part of Eiro's very being.

It just felt right. Eiro stretched his hand out and touched the tip of his finger against those of the magical hand. Nelli looked at Eiro a bit concerned, however.

"Eiro, it's draining an insane amount of your mana per second, you should probably be careful..." The Naiad pointed out, and Eiro turned his head toward her. It was like he heard her words, but it took a few more moments to understand their meaning.

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