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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734 Chs

Homecoming

Eiro set down in front of the manor. He looked at the others who were slowly touching the ground again as well, and Eiro dissolved the duplicates that were attached to their backs.

"Get some rest, everyone," the Demon said with a smile on his face, "We all deserved some sleep, I'd say."

"Hah, you can say that again... I ain't waking up until a week from now," Krog exclaimed with a loud yawn, walking up to the stairway in front of the manor's main entrance. The door was quickly opened by one of the butlers, who greeted the group with a smile on his face.

However, his greeting was quickly overshadowed by the sound of footsteps and yelling approaching from behind, "They're back?!" Arc yelled out loudly, looking at the group.

Their clothes were in tatters and covered in darkened blood, but overall they seemed fine. Covered in dirt and all other sort of grime, but generally uninjured. At least, they still had the same amount of limbs they left with.

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