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 stare. My eyes dart left and right. Where is she? Where? I ask myself. And I can't find her. Where is she?! Lily. Ellaine. Anyone. I can't find anyone.

Where's that blonde mop of hair. Where is she? Where is my Lily. I can't find her. And- and I can't find anyone.

And why are my thoughts repeating? Am I that panicked? A breath. Another. The corpse! I dodge another blow and- and look for the corpse. The goblin, the one that sacrificed his life for me.

But the indent on the ground, where I had dodged to a moment ago. It has no blood. It has no corpse. It has nothing.

And suddenly, another headache. Wind rushes past me and the spearman grins. No, he smirks. It's... it's...

My heart calms and I take on a calmer countenance. I need to calm down. Down. Down. Another breath. Unclench that fist and let your body flow.

I do as my mind instructs and I see it clearly now.

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