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 hand raises before the burst door and frazzled man can try and ask the many questions he already has.

Then I smirk. Watching as he stops in his tracks. Leans against the wall and tries to play it off cooly. The half-raised hand he gave me also falls to his side.

I then waved my hand to the side and had him sit to the side of me. He does so and I finally open my mouth to explain. "Technology, that's your job, it always has been since you appeared. This is just making it a bit more official."

He thinks for a moment then he opened his hand and brings to life an illusory painting. An invention I had not yet seen from him. And with further inspection it showed a complete map of our territory, filled with the locations of each and every citizen. Of every defense and weapon that lay hidden in the territory.

"I thought you had known, but apparently not."

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