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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Meeting

Koperia's hand softly ran over Eiro's skin, as she put the finishing touches on her manipulation of the Demon's soul. Or rather, his jaw, "I must say, your appearance has become more like that of a human, and less so at the very same time." She pointed out, and Eiro lightly smiled as he was finally able to speak again.

"I know. My face now really seems to look like that of the former Sage. But considering that I can do this now..." Eiro muttered, splitting his mouth in two again, "...I certainly see your point." Both of the mouths said.

The Demon stood up and grabbed his jaw, since it felt a bit stiff, as if it was going to lock up any second now. Koperia looked at him and pulled his arm away, "Be careful, your soul still hasn't fully set again. You don't want your true form to have a jaw next to your skull instead of underneath it, right?"

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