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The Profane Dungeon Is A Trap!

"As a little lesson, try believing in things that are impossible. After all, how else can they become?" Yroa is a petitely hung, sadistic, mischievous, yet charismatic male prostitute who was born with a face befitting that of a youthful goddess, something that should be bestowed to a woman—not a man. However, instead of loathing it, he used this gift to its fullest, leading to a rather successful and lecherous life until his unfortunate end welcomed him in front of the inferno’s gate. Unexpectedly, a sequence of salvations arrives, resulting in his second chance in life within the new world of Yassimhre as a Living Dungeon Core! In a world where values are numbered, the sky of cultivation is limitless—while the Gods and Goddesses are gambling on how things will go in the grand scheme of emanation, how will he survive? ___________ Reader discretion is advised: Explicit and mature content ahead! If it isn’t obvious enough, the MC is a Trap, albeit an aggressive and dominant one instead of meek and submissive. There’s no Yuri, Yaoi, nor NTR content, but a significant potential for Netori can be found. At the same time, a lot of straight Trapdom and Josou Seme. Occasionally, Femdom. Average word count per chapter is 2000-4000 outside of the short prologue. With it, the author wishes you a good day. May there be light, and the tale that follows it along the way.

YokoyokoRPG · Fantasy
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82 Chs

Know Your Worth

Deducting the Living Deity of Fertility and his Void Acolytes, there were around 19 mortals inside the captain's cabin who were brought by Zyra to be present listening to this discussion and share their thoughts if they need to voice it.

Although, 7 people out of the 19 were currently taken away to be treated due to the exposure to the wicked language that conceptually exists beyond mortal comprehension, leaving only 12 people on the other side of the table.

'Even though she is viewing me as her deity, the majority of these people aren't yet. Making the two of us sit on the opposite side of each other under equal position, which will dissipate the rumors and biased interpretation that their Admiral is a coward and a pushover,' Yroa thought as his smile glinted under the lantern lighting. 'A good choice to prevent hierarchy from breaking and to keep the morale afloat.