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Tentative title: the Demon King's core exists under my house (first chapter)
tags: loli, yuri, dungeon core
hasn't been edited via grammarly yet
btw, can I also post my lewd stuff for feedback in here? (as long everyone's +18 and no bestiality or necrophilia)
Tentative title: the Demon King's core exists under my house (first chapter)
tags: loli, yuri, dungeon core
hasn't been edited via grammarly yet
Twenty-five years ago, the heroes led their party and succeed in slaying the Demon King.
Nevertheless, the truth was obscured from the masses.
Just before landing the final blow, the Demon King burned his entire lifeforce and sent his core to another world.
"Mark my words, I will return this humiliation many times!"
Until this day, the Heroes still tried to find ways to locate the Demon King's core and bring end to everything. Twenty-five years passed to no avail and it was eating at their sanity.
Little did they knew, the Core end up beneath the lot of a modest house, located in a small town, amongst many cities and prefectures of Yamato.
Perhaps it's a twist of fate, but a pair of sisters happen to live there.
The pair that's born and had their destiny shaped by its mysterious powers.
==
My name's Mirai, I was twenty-five this year. For some reason I couldn't really grow taller or bigger ever since middle school. That's why I still looked like a little girl, even today.
My little sister, Belle, had similar problems. She's still a loli even at twenty-two. At some point, her hair went from black to light-green and her skin texture was akin to a doll's.
While there was no health issues, I was worried on what will come next.
Probably since we were born and raised in this house, all these things happened.
Mom and Dad often got sick; they moved into nearby big city during my middle school. Though it wasn't difficult to care for Belle; she was so well-behaved as a child.
Our parents once wanted to just sell the house and move together, which meant transfering schools—but Belle end up throwing a tantrum. It was the first and only time she's throwing a fit, and it's kind of frightening even for my parents.
I too, got so attached. Like there's something in this house which made it so comfortable.
...but our parents weren't on the same page.
Aside from communicating via phone and sending us money, we rarely spoke. They still hadn't returned back, for so many years—I missed them.
I was kinda concerned for Belle, when she stopped caring for our parents and instead dote on me.
So far, everything's alright. I eventually finished high school and college; also helped my uncle with his grocery store for three years before Belle finished college.
During that time, she never tried to push me down or fondle me with perverted intentions, although I wouldn't really resist.
Belle's really cute after all, and if she truly love me this way, I don't mind being with her. Not just that, her presence also made me so at ease—like everything's gonna be alright.
While our parents might not approve, it's not like I had any interest in men in the first place.
It's not like they would dare to visit us in our home, ever.
==
Today, my parents still remembered to send their congratulations for Belle's graduation, although the most she reacted was just a simple, "I see."
She end up driving our van and strolled around the town. She already changed from her toga and simply chucked them in the back seat. Her small body didn't hamper her driving since she already adjusted the seat low enough.
"Sis, do you want to eat pizza today? I just looked up a new recipe."
"More importantly, what do you want to do after graduation?"
I could only see her doing stuff in the house and caring for me. Personally, with the money I got from helping uncle and our parents' monthly stipend, it's barely enough to splurge.
"I just want to be Sis' wife, is it okay?"
"Nn..."
I didn't mention that we wouldn't be having kids since we're both girls. Knowing her, she might go crazy over that and made it possible somehow.
Finances were quite tight and kids would just make it worse.
I wasn't sure if I would be able to keep the job. I was only in through my parents' connections and during work I was lazy and under-performing.
After a round of small talks, we returned home and the days went like usual.
...but lately, my health took a nosedive. I couldn't focus on work and Belle was quite feverish. One day, my eyelids felt so heavy. I couldn't even move despite my phone alarm ringing for a long time.
It was near lunchtime before I could barely gather my strength and get up. I got a really bad feeling. So, while hugging the walls and trying my best to not fall over, I went to Belle's room.
She was out cold...as if her life's going to end if no help came. Her already pale skin truly cut on my heartstrings.
No...out of everyone in this world, I don't want to lose her...
I knew saving her also meant saving myself. If she's gone, I would be next—I knew it.
Was it really something within this house? Was this place really cursed?
"Sis..."
As I got closer to her, she end up sleep-talking. While I was glad she's still able to speak, I was still so concerned, with no leads to speak of.
"I heard it calling for us..."
The next moment, I saw her standing from the bed with eyes closed, steadily scaling down her mattress and walking someplace I didn't know. She would turn at me, as if wanting me to follow her.
What I didn't expect, we went to the first floor, where the kitchen was, and Belle stomped on a certain wood tile. It wasn't even different from the others, seriously.
...and the tile actually shifted; revealing a stairway wide enough for us to pass through. Everything aside was dark and I couldn't even peer through despite being in front of my phone's flashlight.
It made me so scared, but I know it's something I need to face no matter what—at least for Belle's sake.
With her leading the way, I noticed the torches lightning one by one, as if welcoming our arrival. The place gave me some fantasy vibes, akin to dungeons I explored in RPG games.
It was a dimly lit hall with brownish-red color. In front was a huge double-door made outta wood. Despite the eerie atmosphere, the floors felt quite comfortable, just like ones in my house.
Belle effortlessly pushed the double door with one hand. I noticed the usual red carpet in RPG throne rooms, alongside a pedestal in its center, housing a floating blood-red diamond. Up close, it was as big as an adult human.
I also noticed all my slugishness dissipating when the diamond's within arms reach. Belle also manage to open her eyes.
"Sis, let's make a contract with it. This object will give us all the power to live the way we want."
This totally felt like a demon contract.
"Calm down, Belle. We should always read the fine print first."
Sorry but I wouldn't let you manipulate her anymore.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, while closing in my palm.
Nevertheless, I didn't see any contract or terms--only a sense of connection between us and the huge diamond.
I also learned of its heritage. It's actually the Core of a Demon King from another world called Terra. For some reason, it end up on the soil beneath my house, from the day I was born.
It felt too much of a coincidence.
I also learned of the Demon King's last memories. He lost terribly against the human heroes.
...but was the Demon King actually evil?
It was indeed his nature to sow endless chaos and destruction, but more of an instinct than conscious thought. He had always been consumed with endless desire to even think for himself—what was truly the best?
As for his chances of revival, I didn't even feel a trace of his presence. The core only serves to store his remaining powers and memories.
If there's any chance, it's probably something akin to reincarnation. If his lingering regret was that strong, he might eventually find this place.
It's kind of similar to how the paranoid heroes might wanted to seek and destroy this gem—all due to its power.
It's already too late to even consider backing off, since the connection's already established. Seeing Belle's rosy and healthy tint, amidst her pale, doll-like stature was enough to ease my doubts.
"Sis."
"What?"
"You've been staring at the stone for a while. I know it must mean something important to you."
"Belle, you didn't receive any inheritances?"
"No..." she shook her head, "I just feel a warm current and connection. Which meant that the rightful owner is still Sis."
I wasn't sure how the priority goes, though I got a hunch it's not just because I was exposed to its powers for the longest time.
...but I couldn't really put my finger on what it really was.
I just hope, when I possessed such power, I will always be its master.
Nevertheless, the truth was obscured from the masses.
Just before landing the final blow, the Demon King burned his entire lifeforce and sent his core to another world.
"Mark my words, I will return this humiliation many times!"
Until this day, the Heroes still tried to find ways to locate the Demon King's core and bring end to everything. Twenty-five years passed to no avail and it was eating at their sanity.
Little did they knew, the Core end up beneath the lot of a modest house, located in a small town, amongst many cities and prefectures of Yamato.
Perhaps it's a twist of fate, but a pair of sisters happen to live there.
The pair that's born and had their destiny shaped by its mysterious powers.
==
My name's Mirai, I was twenty-five this year. For some reason I couldn't really grow taller or bigger ever since middle school. That's why I still looked like a little girl, even today.
My little sister, Belle, had similar problems. She's still a loli even at twenty-two. At some point, her hair went from black to light-green and her skin texture was akin to a doll's.
While there was no health issues, I was worried on what will come next.
Probably since we were born and raised in this house, all these things happened.
Mom and Dad often got sick; they moved into nearby big city during my middle school. Though it wasn't difficult to care for Belle; she was so well-behaved as a child.
Our parents once wanted to just sell the house and move together, which meant transfering schools—but Belle end up throwing a tantrum. It was the first and only time she's throwing a fit, and it's kind of frightening even for my parents.
I too, got so attached. Like there's something in this house which made it so comfortable.
...but our parents weren't on the same page.
Aside from communicating via phone and sending us money, we rarely spoke. They still hadn't returned back, for so many years—I missed them.
I was kinda concerned for Belle, when she stopped caring for our parents and instead dote on me.
So far, everything's alright. I eventually finished high school and college; also helped my uncle with his grocery store for three years before Belle finished college.
During that time, she never tried to push me down or fondle me with perverted intentions, although I wouldn't really resist.
Belle's really cute after all, and if she truly love me this way, I don't mind being with her. Not just that, her presence also made me so at ease—like everything's gonna be alright.
While our parents might not approve, it's not like I had any interest in men in the first place.
It's not like they would dare to visit us in our home, ever.
==
Today, my parents still remembered to send their congratulations for Belle's graduation, although the most she reacted was just a simple, "I see."
She end up driving our van and strolled around the town. She already changed from her toga and simply chucked them in the back seat. Her small body didn't hamper her driving since she already adjusted the seat low enough.
"Sis, do you want to eat pizza today? I just looked up a new recipe."
"More importantly, what do you want to do after graduation?"
I could only see her doing stuff in the house and caring for me. Personally, with the money I got from helping uncle and our parents' monthly stipend, it's barely enough to splurge.
"I just want to be Sis' wife, is it okay?"
"Nn..."
I didn't mention that we wouldn't be having kids since we're both girls. Knowing her, she might go crazy over that and made it possible somehow.
Finances were quite tight and kids would just make it worse.
I wasn't sure if I would be able to keep the job. I was only in through my parents' connections and during work I was lazy and under-performing.
After a round of small talks, we returned home and the days went like usual.
...but lately, my health took a nosedive. I couldn't focus on work and Belle was quite feverish. One day, my eyelids felt so heavy. I couldn't even move despite my phone alarm ringing for a long time.
It was near lunchtime before I could barely gather my strength and get up. I got a really bad feeling. So, while hugging the walls and trying my best to not fall over, I went to Belle's room.
She was out cold...as if her life's going to end if no help came. Her already pale skin truly cut on my heartstrings.
No...out of everyone in this world, I don't want to lose her...
I knew saving her also meant saving myself. If she's gone, I would be next—I knew it.
Was it really something within this house? Was this place really cursed?
"Sis..."
As I got closer to her, she end up sleep-talking. While I was glad she's still able to speak, I was still so concerned, with no leads to speak of.
"I heard it calling for us..."
The next moment, I saw her standing from the bed with eyes closed, steadily scaling down her mattress and walking someplace I didn't know. She would turn at me, as if wanting me to follow her.
What I didn't expect, we went to the first floor, where the kitchen was, and Belle stomped on a certain wood tile. It wasn't even different from the others, seriously.
...and the tile actually shifted; revealing a stairway wide enough for us to pass through. Everything aside was dark and I couldn't even peer through despite being in front of my phone's flashlight.
It made me so scared, but I know it's something I need to face no matter what—at least for Belle's sake.
With her leading the way, I noticed the torches lightning one by one, as if welcoming our arrival. The place gave me some fantasy vibes, akin to dungeons I explored in RPG games.
It was a dimly lit hall with brownish-red color. In front was a huge double-door made outta wood. Despite the eerie atmosphere, the floors felt quite comfortable, just like ones in my house.
Belle effortlessly pushed the double door with one hand. I noticed the usual red carpet in RPG throne rooms, alongside a pedestal in its center, housing a floating blood-red diamond. Up close, it was as big as an adult human.
I also noticed all my slugishness dissipating when the diamond's within arms reach. Belle also manage to open her eyes.
"Sis, let's make a contract with it. This object will give us all the power to live the way we want."
This totally felt like a demon contract.
"Calm down, Belle. We should always read the fine print first."
Sorry but I wouldn't let you manipulate her anymore.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, while closing in my palm.
Nevertheless, I didn't see any contract or terms--only a sense of connection between us and the huge diamond.
I also learned of its heritage. It's actually the Core of a Demon King from another world called Terra. For some reason, it end up on the soil beneath my house, from the day I was born.
It felt too much of a coincidence.
I also learned of the Demon King's last memories. He lost terribly against the human heroes.
...but was the Demon King actually evil?
It was indeed his nature to sow endless chaos and destruction, but more of an instinct than conscious thought. He had always been consumed with endless desire to even think for himself—what was truly the best?
As for his chances of revival, I didn't even feel a trace of his presence. The core only serves to store his remaining powers and memories.
If there's any chance, it's probably something akin to reincarnation. If his lingering regret was that strong, he might eventually find this place.
It's kind of similar to how the paranoid heroes might wanted to seek and destroy this gem—all due to its power.
It's already too late to even consider backing off, since the connection's already established. Seeing Belle's rosy and healthy tint, amidst her pale, doll-like stature was enough to ease my doubts.
"Sis."
"What?"
"You've been staring at the stone for a while. I know it must mean something important to you."
"Belle, you didn't receive any inheritances?"
"No..." she shook her head, "I just feel a warm current and connection. Which meant that the rightful owner is still Sis."
I wasn't sure how the priority goes, though I got a hunch it's not just because I was exposed to its powers for the longest time.
...but I couldn't really put my finger on what it really was.
I just hope, when I possessed such power, I will always be its master.
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