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

Her snicker is loud. Against the rushing of water… the pounding of it against my hair. She appears.

White hair opposed to my silver. A height that reaches just under an inch of mine. Fluffy ears that point straight up and a look in her eyes, oh so hungry.

My own eyes must have mimicked hers. But I did do something different. "Gave up on the chase?" I raise my brow.

And she snickers. A melodic beat that brought a bump to my heart.

The water turns to the side suddenly. And with all the patience of a saint, my body doesn't react. Her clothes are bulky. A sweater that covers down to her legs, and pants that hug tightly to her body.

She blows me a kiss. And I chuckle in response.

"I just thought~" She flirts. "That a sneak-peak was in order… A tease for your eventual prize if you will~"

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