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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 · Fantasi
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84 Chs

Dust-Ridden Story

Spiraling flames and arching condensed manifestation of ohr crashed into the peripheral, accompanying the two siblings who were unfortunate enough to reunite once again in the wrong time and the wrong sides.

"Why can't you see the fault lies in your orders and mindset, sister!?" Ayssa imbued her greatsword with the grace of purple flame, capable of disrupting any kind of spellcasting before and after it was cast. "Stubbornness isn't going to bring you anywhere!"

Nyssa's pained body was forced to move even when it didn't want to. She still had a couple of doses of healing potions in her prosthetic compartment, but those won't work on her abnormal condition. 

"What in the aether are you rambling about!? Are you sure that those purple bastards didn't brainwash you or something?? Why would you attempt to make you join the people who killed our comrades otherwise???"