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 room suddenly gained a... more intense flavor. In a way that I merely rolled my eyes at. Seriously, could she not have just said what she wanted to.

Though before I rolled my eyes, I turned my head to the side. Watching the dead wall for anything really. Just any excuse to get out of the sight of Lily.

Though she did see that rolling of my eyes. And for some reason did nothing. Why?

I needed to test this. Maybe she was shortening my leash. Maybe?

And so I glared at Lily, "what do you mean by, or is it? The guys dead, can't you just leave it like that."

In response she stayed dead silent. Moving towards me with a slight gait that seemed to be even slower than the dead.

And when she reached me - our forms were equal, meaning that her gaze, just looking straight, was completely on mine - she placed a hand on my shoulder.

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