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

Undead Girl

Eiro sat down on a small throne of ice that he made for himself, while Ariella looked down at the corpses within the ice.

"You killed all of these people?" She asked, and Eiro quietly laughed in response, "I'd hope so. I would be surprised if they were still alive." The Demon pointed out. The Nephilim turned around with a light frown.

"You know exactly that wasn't where I'm going." Ariella groaned, "Why did you kill all of these people?"

"To ascend in the organization's rankings, of course. Oh, and to gather 'offerings' for someone."

"The Necromancer that you want to come here?" Ariella replied. Eiro quickly nodded his head, "Exactly. I figured she would be happy to get some good materials out of coming here, at least. Considering that I don't have any direct plans to have her deal with the necromancer I'm hinting at in the rumors."

Ariella crossed her arms with a smirk, "Yeah, I'd be surprised if you wanted her to kill you."

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