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

When my eyes opened, the depth of which they seemed to see. A true and utter realization.

That truly… truly something significant and great had happened.

Yet just as that realiziation placed itself over my heart. So too did another place their gaze against mine.

Eyes so golden in intention. An endless pain that seemed not to dissipate in the slightest. Despite the utter absurdity that would be.

It was as if she had daggers flayed under her skin. Where a pain so great one could feel it with a single gaze towards her expression.

But just as she was pained, so too was she who held her. The girl that towered over with a grimace.

A cruel smile that restrained itself. The sadistic pleasure she would normally take.

Within the pain of another, it was gone. Replaced with a grimaced dimple that seemed to gaze within the pain and despair of the one she carried.

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