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

Explosions rang through the air. The afternoon sky is filled with a haze of orange. Each explosion racked the air with smoke and dust. There must've been hundreds by the time that I stood up and flinched.

Ready for... for what? I couldn't do anything if they targeted me. The power of these explosions were equivalent in power to one of Lily's punches. Greater? That... that might even be true.

But... and I knew this. They are deadly. And whatever was out there fighting is well above my weight class.

I watch as two figures fall from the sky. One covered in wounds, and another unscathed. I wasn't able to completely tell what had happened, nor was I able to see the result as clearly as I want to. But just knowing that they existed along with the other rulers was enough to light a fire in my eyes.

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