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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Without a trace

"And I really did that all by myself? Interesting." The Demon muttered quietly as he wrote everything down in the notebook that he was told by Clark right next to him. Of course, some information was still lost through the fact that Clark was unable to remember every detail of what happened or what was written inside of the burnt-down parts of the book that Eiro had been using before.

"Yes, you did. And it wasn't interesting, it was annoying. Really, really troublesome, actually." The escort sighed deeply, before he suddenly heard a sound from inside of the large empty space beside them. He turned his head and saw the Salamander King approach with a brightly-burning Salamander in tow that quite obviously didn't want to be there at all.

Immediately, Clark jumped up. Seeing that he did so, Eiro followed the example and stood up properly as well as he looked at the approaching Spirit King.

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