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 unfurled myself from my perch. Feeling the ground over my slime and shaping myself into a vaguely humanoid form.

But it wasn't the best. I was able to make legs and arms, even a torso. But that was all I was able to make.

The head and face turned out cursed. Making expressions that would be disturbing to see on a regular person.

And so, because I could not do that, I instead opted to copy something a bit more simplistic. A wolf, to be exact Ellaine and her giant form.

It worked and off I went. I trotted around, strutting until I made it to the designated point. Feeling the tension in the air I howled to the non existent moon.

They turned to me, their expressions one of both respect and a healthy amount of fear. Just how I liked it.

Eventually though they did need to be directed. And I did so with a howl.

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