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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The thing about the ladies

Eiro landed in an empty alleyway near the guild, and quickly pulled his wings into his back again. Once his skin closed up, the Demon swiftly stepped out of the alley and walked over toward the guild's entrance. It seemed like there were already a few people getting quite rowdy and loud inside, as one would expect from adventurers.

After pushing the door open, Eiro immediately made his way to the closed-off, private section to join the others. James, Jess and Krog were also already sitting around, talking to, surprisingly, Biril and Hijar. The warriors in particular seemed to be getting along quite well overall. As he walked through the crowd, Eiro quickly greeted everyone, before sitting down at the table with his party, as well as the two beastmen.

"Sorry I'm late, some things unexpectedly extended the meeting outward." Eiro explained, as Krog immediately pushed a large mug of beer in front of the Demon, "Eh, don't worry about it. We've been having fun without ya."

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