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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 · Fantaisie
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84 Chs

Warped Room

"Seems like you're abusing your privilege as the 'owner' of a dungeon," Kcul snickered, still steadfast in front of the devil's offer. "Don't tell me that you're trying to live free out of worry? Knowing the future all the time isn't what we mortals call living, you know?"

"Cut the bullcrap, Kcul," Yroa said casually with a very friendly face. "You know what I have become, and you should have known that with divinity, I can easily peek into the branching potential of possibilities without any complication.

"But I'm not gonna do that. Why? Like you said, I found it absolutely boring." With a cheeky smirk on his face, Yroa adorably titled his head to the side. "And I don't want to use you as a free means to peek into the future. Oh no, you're more precious than that, darling~"

Yroa promiscuously raised up Kcul's chin with his index finger. Likewise, Kcul barely changed much of her expression.

"And that is, my dear darling?"