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 have Leveled Up] [You have Leveled Up]

I turn to the screen, ignoring the stares and screams of the damned for just a moment. "That was fast…" I mutter. It's barely been an hour since I had started to treat people using my own essence.

And even before that it had only been maybe twenty to thirty minutes, so an hour and a half at most. Barely enough time for the spiders to set up any traps.

But apparently, I had underestimated them seeing as they had already killed enough to level me up more than once. I swipe my hand, placing it over another patient. His wounds are stabilized, helped by the girl I had first healed and one of the medical professionals that we had discovered.

My essence rotated around my body before dripping through my fingers and into the man. He instantly gasps in pain, his wounds knitting themselves back to normal.

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