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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

Eiro walked back up the stairs from the basement, noticing Shimour standing nearby, waiting.

"Is everything okay? Did you need me for something? Our training was scheduled for 2pm, correct?" the demon asked, looking down at the watch on his wrist to make sure that he didn't accidentally get lost in the conversation.

"Yes, our training is later. I just wanted to ask... how did the talk with Armodeus go?" he asked, but Eiro just shrugged in response.

"It went alright, I would say. He told me about Beowulf, and he said he would go back to that town they lived in together," Eiro explained, walking past the master, who stood there clearly surprised.

"Hold on, you managed to convince him?"

Introspection