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"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.

Demon's Virtue

"Good evening, Sirs. How may I be of help to you tonight?" A man, dressed in a black suit with a white undershirt, asked as he bowed forward.

"I want to speak to Irensen." Eiro said clearly and without hesitation, although the man that greeted them just looked at the Demon with a light smile. "I don't think that's going to be possible. Lord Irensen is a busy man. Not even Sir Chief Warrior, nor Sir Armodeus would be allowed to see him." The man explained, and Eiro just stared at him with a deep glare before turning toward the inside of the shop again.

He soon noticed some sound of work coming from the back, although he wasn't entirely sure which of them Irensen was, "Then could you show us one of those special magic items that were made lately?" Armodeus asked instead, and the man slowly nodded his head with a slight bow.

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