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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Sea Serpent Delivery

Eiro took a sip of his drink, and placed it back down on the table in front of him before looking at the man sitting in front of him, who was currently holding a small knife in his hands, looking at it curiously.

"Really, the techniques that they use here are just so interesting. You know, up north, the way it's done is to just brute force everything into the shape that you need it in. We've got access to a lot of really pure metals, so we ain't gotta do a lot of preparation. But down here? That's different. If you just look at the surface here, you can practically see the waves of the different folds ingrained in its surface. It's really quite beautiful." Armodeus explained, and Eiro lightly smiled as he replied, "Don't you fold your metals as well?"

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