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A void of nothing, a place where light could not pierce through. Like a black hole in its appetite, it devoured any and everything that came upon its grasp.

But it was in that darkness, in that great void, with an appetite of a grand god. it was there that I found myself. A place where nothing could happen.

Where no thought could be placed upon my conscience. Where nothing could change, it was a miracle in of itself that I could even think these simple thoughts, make these basic observations.

Yet there was something extremely torturous about this existence, where I could feel nothing, and do nothing about it.

And for once a thought was clear in this hellscape that was my mind.

'I would prefer eternal death, a pain of a thousand needles to this place'

And as if called upon by the prayers of my addled mind something responded to my voice. To the desperate call of the void.

[Loading Dungeon System…]

It was sudden, a block that was so bright it pierced through the veil of the void, a feat I had not thought to be possible.

[System Loaded]

Then it came again, but this time it gave a backdrop to its activities, a static noise that filled my ears with comfort.

[Welcome to the Dungeon System]

[Host is currently unaware of circumstances]

[Explaining…]

There was a jolt of pain, a gasp of my breath as my body came to life. My eyes shot open with intent. A word on my mouth, yet unspoken by the airless existence I led.

Information, about the system, about the purpose I was to take upon myself. All in return for the transportation from this hell.

Then, as if by some cosmic coincidence, I remembered my life. Who I was, what I had been, but not names. it was as if my mind had been scrubbed of the important bits, littered with emotions of certain events yet blank on names of people I could have sworn would be mine for eternity.

Yet, even while I was processing this, of my life that had ended so abruptly, it gave more information.

About the world.

A world invaded by portals, a great evil that would take over the bastions of mankind. A disaster and fortune.

Mana sprung from wellsprings of life. It infused itself into the very being of life on this Earth. A place where every supernatural feat was possible.

But at a price. Beings set to invade, invited to this world by means of portals. All to dungeons that were conquered by those that could conquer them.

Many cities had fallen to these monsters before. But as humans did, they adapted, and grew a thriving complex society.

One would think that I was to save this world from that great evil. But I was to be a subordinate to this evil. A footnote that was barely any more than a point of journey for the hero of the world.

"LIKE HELL!"

It came from the back of my throat, a yell that drove through all of my desires, every single one of them. All told through one yell of defiance.

All of my willpower was put into it.

It told of my want. For power, for freedom, and above all I wanted BITCHES.

18 years, 18 years of mediocrity, ended on the whim of some fanciful god. A virgin that had not known the touch of a women.

A life filled with nothing but study after study, work towards a degree that ultimately held no value. Not to the dead and not to me.

Not now, and not ever.

[Desires taken into account…]

[Forming Dungeon Cores Form…]

[Please Standby…]

I raged, I smashed my will into the console that seemed to generate my fate. And I hoped for the best. Prayed for the best. And when I ran out of sympathy, of empathy towards anything and everything. I raged with all of my will.

It was in that moment, that state of being and not, where all of my rage was focused, that I swore something that would last my entire life.

I would be the lewdest dungeon.

I would capture every single type of girl, everything would be mine, their was no denying my goal. Fox girls, cat girls, dog girls, elves, humans, if it had a hole it was goal.

I would make them all mine and cuck the heroes of this world.

It was my destiny; it was my dream.

I would take this world and fuck it until it gave up.

[Desires have been taken into consideration]

[Users form had taken shape, please open your eyes and inspect it]

I did as I was told and almost drooled at the sight.

I was not expecting that.

Instead of the demon lord type of look I had hoped for. One that would put despair into my victims.

I was a trap. So cute that anyone that saw me would want to just cuddle me and pinch me as they watched me.

…

[unnamed dungeon core]

[Race: It's a trap]

[Class: Lewd Dungeon Lord (1/50)]

[Level: 1 (0/100]

[Skills]

…

I almost punched the mirror before I thought of something.

I could use this, my enslave skill basically only needed for them to agree.

It didn't care about how the permission was given just as long as they said yes.

So, what if I used my appearance to lure in prospective heroes and trap them with my betrayal.

After that I could either enslave them or kill them depending on if I wanted to or not.

Yes, it was a perfect plan.

For now, though… I needed to set up the traps and my dungeon.

"Summon Slime" I called out.

A couple slimes appeared in front of me and happily trilled.

They were so squishy and cute. But that was only if you overlooked their size.

They were thrice as tall as me and almost touched the roof of my dungeon.

Behind me was the dungeon core and main living room of mine.

I needed this to be as protected as possible.

From what information I had even given I could customize my dungeon as I wanted.

A devious smile was in my face as I ordered the slimes to do something.

They happily followed my orders and spit acid at the ceiling.

Moments later it collapsed, the ceiling falling and trapping the core under tons of dirt and stone.

I left and started to set up traps.

A spike trap here, a tripwire arrow trap there, and the occasional pit that I had my slimes pick out.

It was a wonderful time, just relaxing.

[Warning intruders detected]

Hehe it was time, I can't wait to see their looks as they get tricked.

But before I could do that…

I looked at the clothes that I was wearing and had the slim nearest to me drop some acid on me.

It burned but anything for my ambitions.

I then placed myself near one of my traps but adjacent to some safe place.

Around the corner were numerous slimes that I had made in preparation.

Now all that I needed to do was wait and trap these people.

It would be child's play, especially with a body as pretty as this one.

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