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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Eiro swung his hand to the side and got rid of all of the blood and bits of brain that were now stuck to it. It was a rather unpleasant feeling, if he had to be completely honest. The gooey masses slowly sliding down his body.

The demon looked around, noticing that time was still frozen. Eiro stared at the dead body in front of him and slowly reached down to the ring, which he pulled of the woman's finger. And after pushing a bit of mana inside of it, time started to flow again. It seemed to have taken Clark and Sarius a few moments until they figured out what exactly happened, and how Eiro managed to get to the other side of the room instantly, and Clark just stared back at the Demon in confusion.

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