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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

"Oh?" Eiro let out as he sat at the desk in his study, spending some of his time carving smaller pieces of wood into detailed figurines as practice for his carving skill. He didn't have that much time to spend on it lately, so he wanted to catch up on it, since it was long past due for him to improve those skills.

"Is something the matter?" Ariella looked up from her seat on one of the couches next to Eiro's desk; she had been sitting there and reading for a while, as Eiro was working. She usually did this quite a lot, simply so that the two of them could spend some time together.

"Nothing much. I told you that the duplicates both reached the second floor of the towers of books, right?" he replied, and the nephilim raised her brow curiously, "Did they find anything interesting?"

Consciousness of Everything