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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 · Fantaisie
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777 Chs

Hell's newest Lord

[The Demon King warmly welcomes a new Lord of Hell]

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That... was a joke, right? How, in any sense of the word, was that a 'warm welcome'? Eiro was still shivering, the fear deeply instilled in his bones. Or... at least that's what he thought was the case. He knew he was supposed to be scared, that he should be feeling a terror beyond anything that he ever thought possible, but... there was nothing. He carried himself well on his legs, and his mind was clear. Maybe it was because he didn't have a heartbeat to go by anymore, but even though Eiro knew he should be scared... he somehow didn't feel that fear. Was it just that the 'Demon King' was such a horrendous being that it went beyond what Eiro's body was able to really recognize, or was it a mercy bestowed upon him?