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 take one last step and... Tada~ I'm in the underground section of the little motel that Lily and I have been staying at. More accurately the basement, with its many washers and dryers, and other such stuff that people don't like looking at.

Oh. And cars. But those are just... not of use to me at least.

For one. I don't need them. And for two. I'm more focused on something else.

|Burrower|

I call out my skill and thus, it appears. The first of what may as well be many. The little thing salutes to me, then goes silent at the sight of Okami, my first and favorite, slime draped over me like a little cute cape.

Don't know why though. Is it some power play... thing or a hierarchy thing. Eh- It doesn't matter, not as much as him doing his job does.

And so I tell him what to do. Nothing that big. I just want him to drill into the ground and create an underground network.

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