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 covered my ears, muting the sound of gunfire from entering my hearing. But it was useless. I had forgotten that I had two pairs of ears. I cursed myself for forgetting that before just sighing.

It was loud, like deafeningly loud. I sighed once again before leaping into the fray. Clawing my hands and trying to claw at the boy. But it was useless, the moment that I tried to even approach I was stopped, a spear radiating energy pointed at my chest.

A growl echoed from my chest, my eyes narrowed at the sight. I crouched down and dodged the follow up. It swung over me and I punched upwards. Only to be kicked in the stomach.

I growled for a moment, pulling myself up from the dirt and kicking at the being. It did nothing, only causing more and more agitation.

Again I tried but nothing came of it. It was like the creature had already seen my moves and prepared for it. I growled again, this time sparking a flame.

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