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

The two - what's their names...? Ah- It doesn't matter. Either way they had left. Tucked their tails and ran.

Leaving me here alone with Lily. I sipped slowly from my cup. A moment... two... three. It was only then that I leaned into Lily. She cupped an arm around me.

It was a genuine question. Really, it is. I- I mean I've seen people run away and piss their selves in fear just from seeing her near them.

And... and wasn't it normal for me to be curious about that. Isn't it?

She hummed again. Calling for the waiter and asking for another drink. And when pleasantries were all said and done, when we were alone again.

She stopped hugging me and leaned on the table. Her arm raising her chin as she gave me this queer look.

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