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

My head lolls, groaning as everyone leaves. Not that it was a big meeting just that it had gone on way longer than I had thought. Ugh... why'd I have to come too.

Apparently, Lily had to call them back for one matter or another. I didn't even bother listening. Lily can just tell me later, if it's important enough that is.

"They're gone." I tilt my head. "What now?"

Her voice is innocuous A tone that's just out of place. One that she saves for... other times. I chance a glance at her and she bites her lip.

"We'll finish setting up this territory, fortifying the block and the streets around it before expanding further."

"And why? We could stay by ourselves, grab... Angela... and be done with it. Live a happy life."

I glare at her. I don't have that answer, not right now. Maybe some day though... maybe some day.

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