Dietgard’s Loli Quest – Teaser

Dietgard’s Loli Quest – Teaser

My sweet, sweet little Lina... why have you forsaken me...?

I stare melancholically at my sister's corpse, praying she is happier in Paradise than she was while alive, but my despair is paired with gloom in a depressing dance that goes on and on within my heart to the sound of my self-pity.

My two lights have gone out, and though I still move, there's only darkness inside. Blind, I can't see where to go even though I must move on, so I fumble my way forward while tripping at every obstacle in the way.

But there's not even moonlight to illuminate my surroundings, so in which direction am I actually going towards?

"Sister Hilde... I've lost our little Lina, too, and now I have no star to guide me..." I whine softly and dry the corners of my eyes.

"Miss... your sister is here," the priest gently states.

"I'm a man, actually, but let me see her," I immediately reply.

The priest blinks blankly at me like they always do when they realize I'm a "hidden" one, but then he chants [Materialization], and suddenly, my gorgeous Elder Sister is right before me again, her stern but comforting gaze telling me that everything will be alright, it's just that now she's glowing with a blue light and I can kind of see through her.

"Find yourself before you can find a new muse," she cryptically states, her tone ethereal and distorted, but its meaning is clearly imparted upon me.

Yes! I understand, sister! But... but I also don't understand...

I have to find myself, but where do I even begin to search...?

But her spirit suddenly dissipates into smoke, and she's gone before I can reply.

Nothing more needed to be said. Elder Sister had high "Wisdom," so all I have to do is believe her.

I tell the priest he can take her body away, and once I leave, I immediately retreat inwardly into my thoughts. My sister's body will be taken to our parents back in Goldcross so that they can also say their goodbyes to her, but I won't follow for I have my own path to tread.

Who am I?

I'm Dietgard Roth, younger brother of Hildegard, son of Helganst and Friedrich, assistant manager of the Red Scales Group of Armorers, and the prettiest man of Rabanara.

What do I like?

My cute little Lina.

What do I like to do?

Watch Lina.

What do I like to eat?

Cute food with Lina.

What do I like to drink?

Cute drinks with Lina.

What do I... what do I...

Lina, Lina, and Lina...!

Nothing is the same without little Lina.

The cute clothes that I bought, the cute snacks that I made, the cute stories that I wanted to tell. They're all meaningless without her.

I hug the little lacy black dress and feel its delicate softness. It has an interesting checkered pattern in black and white, looking both childish and also mischievous at the same time. The openings for the belly button and the cleavage give it a mature air that clashes with its more childish main theme. Overall, it's an exquisite piece, a feast for the eyes, an arousing design for the mind.

Yet Lina will never wear it... so I have to.

It's made for a dwarf, so it hugs my lithe body tight, but the skirt is too small, exposing my matching panties and massive bulge to everyone with almost every move, making it improper for use in public.

I do look stunningly cute, though.

But on Lina it'd be cuter... so much cuter.

Her petite feet would be able to wear the matching round black shoes that come with this dress, and her thin legs wouldn't stretch the long white stockings as much as mine. Of course, her hairless and perfectly hidden flower would create no bulge, and instead, one would be able to peek at a long indent that hinted at its true shape. Her torso is thinner than mine, so the dress would be mildly loose, allowing for the straps and bra to gain some room and possibly even expose her lovely pink bits.

Such a fabulous combination would be enhanced by a delicate snow weave choker that she could hang her slave tag on. And the look would be finished with a cute feathered cap, putting her in such high levels of elegance even Ladies would be envious of her.

And then I would've bought a second dress so I could wear it while I... while I... worshiped both our loveliness at the same time.

I fall on my knees and cry into my hands, my hat falling onto the floor with a miserable flop as the storm raging outside the house exemplifies the chaotic bitterness within me. Early Paradise was taken from me, and now I can only worship myself, so I do just that.

My meaty appendage strains against the delicate frilly cloth, curving downwards in a gentle arc but pushing against the covering so hard that it can be peeked at from the sides. Veiny and thick, but held back by a feminine and delicate garment, a contrast that's always so delightful to me.

I slowly unveil it with my fingers, and then the beast is suddenly released into the wild, once again creating contrast with my adorably cute form. I'm a pretty little girl holding a monster in my hands, and I'm the only one who can tame it.

Just imagine if I had another. Two little girls in the dark playing with a dangerous thing, one gloomy raven girl with droopy eyes and an adorably curious stare, another fiery impish girl with slanted eyes and a mischievously lewd grin. Then they tickle the beast's hidden gem, and it loses itself to mad lust, spewing its syrup everywhere in a frenzy. The beauties and the beast.

Glorious, truly glorious!

I suddenly find myself catching my breath, my body full of splatters of pain as I stare up at my piece of work: a huge drawing covering the whole wall. I'm a terrible painter, actually, so it looks like something a child would scribble, but still, imagination! In my mind, it's a worthy tribute to the little girl that I love and the wonderful life we could've had together.

Could have...

But the lightning strike reveals my reflection in the portal to reality, and I realize that there are only beasts here with me. My face covered by Lina's panties, only my eyes visible along with my twin tails, my mind intoxicated with her sour smell, and my soul weeping at the insanity of it all.

With a sigh, I take off the panties, then walk up to the other wall and light up the room again, but I immediately regret it as I'd rather not face the stains in my psyche for I only see madness. Maybe mad with love, maybe mad with sorrow, but certainly all mad.

I pour me some throat-burner and punish my body until the intoxication makes me forget.

The storm abates, but unlike in a hero's tale, all that comes after is mud and gray clouds. This place is a wasteland for the soul, a mire of painful memories, the root of all my problems.

I take off my Lina's clothes and put them back where they belong, in the drawer, but when I open it, my eyes are attracted to the glint of ungifted jewels. Indulgences that I acquired to soothe little Lina after the loss of her master, now a useless waste of money.

It's time to return them to the streets. With Elder Sister's death, money will be hard to acquire, so I better be efficient. I may be extremely eccentric, but I'm no fool.

The glint in the merchant's eye suddenly awakens the Roth. He likes it, he likes it a lot, but he won't let me come out on top unless I tickle his hidden gem.

"Cute Miss, I'll give you a gold coin for these necklaces," the greedy merchant politely gives me his offer.

And I make the most snobbish disgusted sneer that I can. "I'll take them back with me to Goldcross, then," I bluff.

Cute is my drug, my obsession, my life, so how do you think I feel when all these things are lacking within me?

"You've actually been bringing in a good amount of money, Kleinegard," Mother kindly praises me.

Money? What for? Drink doesn't satisfy me anymore, food turns into ash in my mouth, and not all of the clothes in town could make me prettier than I already am.

"There are quite a few nobles interested in hearing your advice," Dad proudly informs me.

Nobility? Why should I bother? Neither their companionship nor lust arouse me. I'm merely a tool for them to feel better about themselves, about their disturbing lack of beauty.

The only thing that can still make my heartbeat once again is the Cute.

And Goldcross simply isn't Cute enough.

Ever since my Elder Sister gave me this advice, I knew I had to travel, but I didn't know where to go. Now I realize that it doesn't matter. There is no guide to tell me where it is, so I shall search the entire Realm!

I'm sorry Mother and Dad, but I have to go.

On a nondescript morning, no different from any other, my carriage travels along the stone road as I watch Goldcross' golden walls become smaller and smaller, and my frozen heart starts to warm up again, beating with renewed life, and excited about this new path that we're taking.

I decide to make a small prayer to ask for a bit of help from the Gods so that I don't suffer too much in this journey. I'm not a hero trying to kill the Monster King, my quest is merely to find Cute so that I can sate this addiction and be able to feel again.

Gods, help me find what my heart yearns for, help me find my...

But the last word dies down in my throat as I suddenly feel like it's "incorrect," but then something else comes to the tip of my little red tongue.

"Loli," a foreign female voice whispers in my ear... and at last I truly see.

I must find her. I must find the one girl that's cuter than Lina. The one that's unmatched. The one that stands at the top. The One... Loli; the cutest of them all.

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