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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Peringkat tidak cukup

730 Chs

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Eiro watched his clothes get drenched in the black sludge. Even if he was able to get through this, he would no longer be able to join the small party that was happening within the guild. It was sort of sad, but at the end of the day, other situations like this might come up. Especially once the final companions of the hero had been chosen.

The demon continued throwing up the sludge, until the rock cube he was in was filled with it so much that he could drown in it if he wasn't careful. The stench was unbearable, however, to the extent where Eiro would have thrown up vomit instead if he was currently capable of such a thing.

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