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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 · Fantasie
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84 Chs

Trapped In A Prison Realm

Like a dirty cat that was thrown into a cage for recklessly loitering the street, Yroa found himself in a cubic room of white space with the expanse of 6 meters in width and height.

"... What the hell did I say back then," Yroa recalled that he said something absurd toward Ygg'sariah before he fully transpired to this prison realm as his final words. "Felt like someone or something possessed me for a brief second…

"But if what I said at that time is true, then Yassimhre might be filled with more outsiders than I thought." Yroa cast numerous glances to the surrounding emptiness as he probed the smooth surface of the white wall. "Heh, that face he made when I said those was glorious! I might need try to learn how to read someone's past just to fuck with people."

His mouth might be rambling nonsense, but his eyes and mind was carefully analyzing the prison realm.