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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729 Chs

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"No, I don't think I do. Again, it's been decades since I've spoken to him." Armodeus replied. Eiro let out a deep sigh, rather disappointed that he wouldn't be able to find that man so easily. And that was when Eiro remembered something.

"Armodeus... How old are you again?" The Demon asked, and the Elder Dwarf crossed his arm, "Somewhere around three hundred years. Stopped counting. But why, lad?"

"Well, was that 'kid's' name Merlin, by any chance?" The moment that Eiro mentioned this name, Armodeus raised his brows, "Yes, lad! Yes it was! How did you know?"

"Because that 'kid' is now an old man working for the Academy. He's the head of the magic departments." Eiro explained, "This can't be called a coincidence anymore, now can it?"

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