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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 · Fantasi
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784 Chs

Bottled Core

"Hm..." Eiro hummed quietly as he looked at the being in front of him, "I think your race-type was called 'Slime'? Judging from what I've read about those... you should be a Shapeless Slime?" The Demon asked, and with a voice that sounded as if someone was speaking with water in their mouth, just gurgling through it, the 'Monk' replied, "How did you-"

"How did I know? You just have the scent of a monster. Besides your outer 'Shell' there was nothing 'human' about you. No blood, no heart, or any other vital organs. You were just like that inside of that shell."