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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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732 Chs

Prosthetic Skin

Eiro slowly placed the carefully carved pieces of wood down to the side. He held a small piece of it in his hand and held it to the side toward Bavet, "Try and transform it for a second." 

The slime slowly tapped his core against the wood, and within a quick moment, the finger-sized piece of wood turned into metal. Of course it wasn't real metal, it just looked like it. It still only had the strength of the base wood, which really wasn't all that strong to begin with. And it would probably be hard to spot for others, but it was still possible to see that it was some form of wood, at the end of the day.