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 waved my hand, I was sure that they would be fine. They were the US after all. And even with their forces decimated as they had been told. It would be fine for them.

They had so many people and I was sure, sure that they would be able to survive. Long enough for me to take them. To be my stepping stone.

But for now, I waited. Watching as people scattered to their roles. Some happy, others not so. But it was fine. They were assigned their roles and for now, while there was no economy, they would deal with the food we handed out.

Given by unbiased monsters. The slimes.

And speaking of slimes. I nuzzled my head to the side. Feeling the warmth of Okami touch my neck. He gave a cute gurgle before shrinking himself into a scarf. One that wrapped around my neck.

I pet his body before jumping down from my perch. Finding myself aimless, merely wandering around and watching as the people went about their roles.

135(Bonus)