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

The wall stands there. Towering above and giving us a vantage point.

"See that..." I whisper. There's something over there. "It looks like a... guy?"

Lily nods. And we both prepare ourselves. Lily is tired, that's clear. But she still stands next to me.

But he ignores her. Focusing his gaze purely on me. My eyes narrow. Trying to see what he was thinking. Not that it's really possible.

He's short. Maybe my height at the most. And he has this... frown about him that makes me think the guy's just insufferable to be around.

Dust is fused into giant spears that fly. It doesn't work. Trying to use the dust in the air to kill him. But it doesn't work. He raises this shield of his and lo and behold, the spears bounce powerlessly off of it.

When the dust settles, and we can see him again. I find that he's smirking. His mouth mocking us with his words.

"Not going to work~ Not going to work~" He sings, childishly.

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