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

Spider pov, the third summoned(and proud of it)

I am a simple spider. I see prey, I trap prey, and I eat prey. And that was what the creator had told us to do. I was told that I wasn't smart enough to understand but I do. The leader spider wants us all to spread out and create a web of traps.

To use our venom and webs to kill off all of the wolves. But she had to say it in the most condescending way. Like she's better than us just because she was the first.

I may be a simple spider but each and every one of us gained more and more intelligence with every level that the creator earns. And a simple spider like me is able to think like this after all that leveling.

I spin my web. Creating pattern after pattern of near invisible webs. The wolves would never see what was coming. I harumph as I'm contacted again, it's the first. She's asking all~ about my progress and if I had killed any.

81 (Bonus)