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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.

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The Transmigrators

Silia left the room, and Eiro turned over toward Solomon, "Well, I guess that was quite an interesting conversation." The Demon pointed out, while the King let out a deep sigh.

"Interesting is a good word for it, sure. Are you positive that this is a good idea? Teaching the hero, despite the fact that you want to... you know... become the hero?"

"Well, I'll never become the hero. The hero will simply cease to exist while the concept becomes part of my being." Eiro pointed out, "But yeah, I do think it's a good idea. At the end of the day, he is still just a child. He will have grown up his whole life knowing that he is the hero, knowing that he has to be powerful. And then, I just take away the part that gives him the ability to be powerful without giving him anything in return? That is just cruel."