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...?" Eiro muttered quietly as the head of the statue suddenly hit the ground, slowly turning toward the man who was responsible for this.

And that person didn't stop at cutting off its head. No, he simply continued to cut into the wood over and over again, as splinters and chunks of wood flew around everywhere, nearly blocking the Demon's sight. Eiro would have been able to fix the issue with the head, but he couldn't get rid of all of this damage.

But... He just wanted to show this to Jura... "What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" Eiro screamed out, with pure anger in his voice, supported by Air Magic, causing his voice to echo throughout the whole forest as flocks of birds started to fly away in response, and the man in front of Eiro slowly turned around, the ugly, demonic mask staring back at the Imp, breathing heavily underneath. For some reason, it seemed like the man was incredibly, and purely angry at seeing

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