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 covered my mouth, stifling a yawn that threatened to become louder than I wanted it to. I opened my eyes to the sight of nothing in particular.

Really, there really wasn't much to see. It was just a regular room. With regular decorations. Nothing special really.

But I was excited. Today was the day that I went out and find that other fox. I was excited, so excited in fact that I did not have my spirits scout for me. In fact I had done no prior investigations.

I merely coasted off of the map that had been left in here. A thing made of strings and pins. Revenge plots that would go unheeded as I used it to find my new buddy.

I smiled, grinning wider than I had the day before. A moment later and Cassandra took her hood off, her mouth open in a yawn.

She took it upon herself to crawl over to the kitchen and cook for both of us. I sat down and ate with her.

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