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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After finishing his bath, Eiro stepped out of the tub and quickly dried himself, before taking a look at the Fawn. Eiro himself wasn't really all that dirty to begin with, considering that he had been sitting in the river water for hours, and that cleaned any dirt on him off. Not that there was much dirt there anyway, considering his daily baths.

On the other hand, the Fawn had a bunch of dirt intertwined with its fur, and he was stinking quite heavily as well... "Come over here." Eiro said finally as the water seemed to take on a regular, albeit still warm, temperature after Eiro had put the fire out. After bringing some of the water away with a bucket, Eiro quickly tried to get the young forest creature into the tub.

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