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 · Fantasia

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777 Chs

Parenthood

Eiro and Arc entered the demon's study, where the others were still waiting, as Bavet seemed to be slowly recovering again. He was breathing heavily as if on instinct, since he didn't actually need to breathe at all.

"Leon is asleep again, everything should be fine now. It seems like he's been doing this since we left." Eiro explained, before turning around to his son, "And I brought Arc with me."

"I'm glad that the little brat is fine, but I'm not! Do you even know how uncomfortable that was?!" Bavet practically screamed out, and Eiro proceeded to just glare back at him for a moment, "Don't call my son a brat, will you?" He said with a wry smile, before stepping up to the slime. He pressed his hand onto his head, and proceeded to make his mana course through Bavet's body. A moment later, all the issues within his body had been corrected, since Eiro just manipulated the liquids with his mana.

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