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

Her voice is rough, almost questioning with its tone.

Barely a moment had passed since she... since Lily had given me the kill of that wolf, even less since I had doubts about its status as a leader. And here we stand... ready to strike. While the iron is hot, while a formidable fighter - or leader - is gone.

It's a risk... But one I need to take. We need this territory, not only for the space it would give us but well... because I want it. And for that reason, and that reason alone, it will be mine.

I wave my hand and for the first time ever, I summon all that I could. For every summon that I had, they were called upon to appear before me. Whether it be slime or spider. Spirit and Burrower. Or even the goblins and wolves I had taken. They are all called upon. My loyal beasts.

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