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

My body collapsed, held only by the force of the arm holding onto my torso. Hesitantly I opened my eyes and woke to the sight of warmth and worry. Of clear concern... for me and she's there. Oh- Lily is there!

Her arms support me, just as they hold me.

I smile. Bright and shining. My tail wraps around her waist - for support, that's the reason. And I look around. Seeing if, maybe, I could recognize any of these buildings. And I do.

"But why? We're... we're not safe yet?"

I recognize them. I really- really do.

And I don't want my property, my people, my pseudo-city. I don't want them to know where they are.

But- well- If I look hard enough. And I do. I can guarantee that we will find a hole made by one of my burrowers. Mhm... I squint. That isn't that bad of an idea.

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