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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A simple 'yes'

Eiro explained everything that happened over the last little while to Armodeus, albeit only roughly. The Demon didn't really remember enough to go deeply into detail in the first place. Telling Armodeus about the rough happenings was enough, though.

Enough to make the Elder Dwarf completely freeze up in disbelief. After Eiro looked at him for a few more seconds and actually started to become a little concerned, Armodeus slowly opened his mouth.

"A Demon... With four cards of the Minor Arcana... One card of the Major Arcana... Three Spirits, soon to be four, three blessings, a legendary skill, and a fuckin' Spirit Gateway that he absorbed...? Oi, I think yer crazy..." Armodeus said with a wry smile on his face, as if it had suddenly become stuck like that.

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