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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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733 Chs

Mismatched Soul

"Watch the head." Eiro said to Koperia as he climbed through one of the hidden passages that would lead him directly down to the basement, near where Armodeus set up his workshop in the building.

"And why exactly are we not using the main entrance?" She asked. Eiro turned around toward her, and bluntly said, "Because I don't want you to meet my children."

"That's kind of rude, isn't it?" Koperia replied, "I would never do anything to children, even if they're demons." 

"Mhm, but my children aren't demons, which is exactly the reason why I don't want you to meet them." Eiro explained. It seemed like Koperia was indeed quite curious, however she didn't get much of a chance to inquire about what Eiro meant before they happened to encounter Armodeus, taking a break in front of his workshop's door.