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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I'm just exhausted

"Alright, then let's just go up there now." Eiro suggested with a smile on his face, and Solomon looked back at him with a wry smile, "Is that really necessary?"

"Yeah, I would say so. There are some things up there that I want you to see." The Demon explained, and Solomon rolled his eyes, "Fine, but you're not going to carry me. I already called Lognir over here."

"Ah, perfect. You did make sure to tell him about the island first, right?"

"...No, I just asked him to come by." The King replied, and Eiro let out a deep sigh, "Well, then let's hope that Lognir doesn't try to destroy it while he's up there. Because I know that I wouldn't let something like that just be."

Solomon slowly sat down and nodded, "Don't worry, I just let him know to come straight here, even if he sees something he wants to take care of."

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