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 eyes cracked open, a quiet breath taken that seemed to wake me more than the warmth that sat over my body.

A blanket that had been placed over me... by someone... Who, I really couldn't say.

But the most likely option was that I had merely misremembered something. Whether that be the night before, or just placing the blanket over myself.

It wasn't really a mystery that needed to be thought over that intensely though.

And so I stopped thinking about such things. Merely ripped the blanket off of myself and soon after placed over the same clothes I had wore the night before.

They were still quite clean and...

I recoiled after I placed my nose close to it. Threw them towards a pile of dirty laundry and swept my hand over the cage of clothes I had placed over to the side of the bed.

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