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

Wyvern

Eiro watched as Solomon's carriage left again, before he slowly turned around and went back inside. Bavet split off of him and instead slithered over the ground in his snake form, "What were you two talking about earlier?" The Slime asked, and Eiro slowly turned toward him with a shrug as he pulled his mask and cloak out of his treasury, just dropping them onto his body.

"I'll explain it to you later. I just need to clear my head for a while. Maybe do a little hunting. You remember how to do the 'signal' thing, right?" The Demon asked as he spread his wings out, making them peak out from under the cloak. Bavet slowly opened his mouth, changing something within his throat, before letting out an incredibly high-pitched sound that immediately made Eiro's ears ring.

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