SpacesSnips

I died.
That's obvious. But I was reborn. How? Don't ask me. Maybe it was some god. A divine being?
Ah- It doesn't matter. My life burned away and now- well I'm stuck here in this black void. This dungeon.
Maybe I had lived a pious last life.
Laughable as that was.
But I was given a second chance. Told to grow my dungeon, to create hulking monstrosities that would destroy the world.
In short, I am now a villain.
I am the consciousness of the dungeon, the little orb at the end my body. And still I live. A projection of a body is created - a trap - and I am that. I am the one to guide foolish adventurers to their death.
My looks are curated. Soft features that entrap the mind. I am the dungeon. I am the projection, I am human, and I am the dungeon.
And I will conquer all. Every being will bow before my might.
"Before you're cuteness~"
Ah- heh- that too... help... I didn't ask to look this cute!

A Trap in a Lewd Dungeon

Blood pooled around my finger. Oh' viscous fluid... why oh why am I so obsessed with ye. I churned my finger in the empty space. Felt a smile reach towards the heavens. And soon I was there. A figurative heaven.

They don't understand me. That's quite obvious.

Growls and yips told of my fate. Ripped apart by their grandiose teeth. Oh how I shivered in my boots.

Oh~ How cute. I took a step, they tensed. Another step. Another tensed claw. It would've been intimidating had they not been so- so utterly cute. My finger gently placed itself against the underside of my lip.

Pushing it up and letting this... this feral grin settle across my face.

Sword poised towards them. Eyes watching their every movement.

Ah~ The blood dripped against my tongue. A seemingly endless pool of energy just nuzzling itself against mine tongue. Would thou be my testee?

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