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

You'll be the first to go.

It is the first thought that I have when the commanding person leaves. His back is already gone the moment I go to look for him. And when the others don't even think to look, I grow curious.

"Who was that?" I ask. "Wait no! First, I'm not a girl."

The wizard spits on the floor and starts a light walk.

"Of course not." He spits again. "You're little tricks and glamor doesn't work as well as you think it does."

"The dainty little eyes, the tiny stature and posture. You're just a lousy actor trying to make his first gig."

"You…!" Lily growls. "I was willing to put up with you. I really was."

"Hey!" We've been walking for what seems like minutes when the spear guy finally decides to stop their bickering. I haven't honestly it's a little funny.

"We have a mission. An objective. Do not bicker."

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