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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Ragnir Arcanus

"Where we are? Hm..." Sarius repeated, looking around a bit, "Nope, not the slightest. But, you know... you can just-"

"Right, right, I'll fly around until I find something, you just go ahead and wait. I'll pull you over to me when I'm done." Eiro sighed, flapping his wings. As he did, flames moved through the air, igniting in reaction to the Demon's movement, "By the way, is it weird that I somehow imagine hell to look like this?"

"...Not too weird, actually. Speaking of, are you gonna head to hell anytime soon? You know, cause you actually have a kingdom there now or something." Sarius pointed out, but Eiro simply chuckled and shook his head, "No, I won't. At least not 'me'. I'll probably be spending at least a few years here in this realm, if not all eternity. I mean, why not, right?"

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