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

Pas assez d’évaluations

777 Chs

The Angel

Eiro and the others continued waiting for a while. It took a whole ten minutes for something to happen, though. The time-freeze field in front of them had suddenly deactivated, and Eiro could sense a change in the flow of magic around the hallway.

"Alright, there we go," the Demon pointed out, looking at his party members, "Let's keep going, but don't-" Eiro started, but was soon interrupted by a sudden event. He had been able to see it happening, even if it occured at a speed that he couldn't physically react to. Space was cut apart and shifted aside.

Eiro found himself in a different space. A large, empty hall. There was just a single door on the other side of the room. The Demon let out an annoyed groan, "Fuck... well, at least I warned them. They should be able to take care of themselves."

PREV INDEX Next