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

I felt her body writhe against mine. She rubbed herself against me, like a cat would their scent. The food was left forgotten, as she... she...

"Oh. Sorry..." I bowed my head and sat back down. My brows furrowed in frustration as I took my phone out.

I barely have any numbers saved so was it a scam?

I read over their texts. It wasn't much. Just that they wanted my presence to look over some documents... or something along that line and asking when I'd be available.

"Mhm?" Lily hummed. I showed her the text and she just waved it off. "Do whatever."

That was all her imperious advice amounted to.

And so I texted back - professional of course.

I'm available this afternoon, if you can arrange a spot for us to meet?

Their reply was terse. Merely an address and a time.

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