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 · Fantasy

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"What's up with you? You've been in such a good mood lately... We've, like, never seen you laugh this much." Arc pointed out with his chin placed onto the table, and Eiro simply looked up at them and shrugged. "Ah, I see, so you don't want this Demon here to be happy?" He said with a sad expression and quickly looked away, pretending to be incredibly hurt, while Avalin looked at him with a purely worried expression before standing up on his lap and hugging his head tightly, while looking over toward Arc.

"Dummy! No be mean to daddy!" She exclaimed, while the young man himself just looked back with a wry smile. "Who the hell taught you that, Eiro?" Arc inquired a bit confused, while Eiro just looked back and scratched his cheek. "That's how Tom from the Guild teases his kids... It seemed fun, so..."

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