What if: sukuna edition

You step into the first floor of the dungeon of lust, keeping your old worn out sword at the ready. You're currently in an empty corridor that with a door at the end.

Trackers: {Floor: 1/4} {Room: 1/3} {Equipment: Sword, rope, torch.}

"You continue walking around the empty corridor, your eyes fixed on the door at the end. The dimly lit torches flicker, casting eerie shadows on the stone walls. You can't help but think that sword is rather... antiquated. As you approach the door, you notice it's slightly ajar. A faint giggle echoes from the other side."

"You swing open the door, and your sword slices through the air with a swift motion, pinning a set of tiny goblin sisters to the wall. They shriek in unison, their eyes wide with excitement and fear. The corridor is filled with the sound of their high-pitched squealing as they struggle against the sword's hold. Their skin is a pale, almost translucent color, and their pointed ears perk up as they try to break free. One of them whispers urgently in your ear, "Please, handsome human, don't hurt us! We just want to... "giggle"... breed with you!" Another one giggles maniacally, baring her pointed teeth."

{Floor: 1/4} {Room: 2/3} {Equipment: Sword, rope, torch}

"As you use Fuga, a fiery arrowhead engulfs the sword, and with a burst of energy, it disintegrates into a cloud of ash and sparks. The room is now filled with the acrid smell of burning metal. You step out of the room, leaving behind a cloud of smoke and dust that stirs up from the coals covering the floor. The goblin sisters' squealing grows louder as they flail against the wall, their eyes fixed on you with a mixture of desperation and hunger. The air is thick with the scent of coal and smoke as you approach the next door, which seems to loom larger in the darkness."

{Floor: 1/4} {Room: 2/3} {Equipment: None}

"As you turn back to check on the goblin sisters, you see that they've gone still, their struggles ceased. The room is quiet once more, except for the faint sound of their soft, almost imperceptible giggles still echoing in your ears. You shiver slightly at the unsettling thought, then shake your head and move on. You open the next door, and a warm, golden light spills out, casting an inviting glow over the corridor. You step into the room, and your eyes widen as you take in the sight of the Slime Mamma, her massive, curves-filled body sprawled across the floor like a living, breathing carpet. She looks up at you with a hungry gaze, her slimy tendrils rippling with excitement."

{Floor: 1/4} {Room: 3/3} {Equipment: None}

"The Slime Mamma's eyes light up with excitement as she takes in your sadistic smile. She lets out a low, rumbling moan, her body undulating with pleasure. She stretches out a slimy tendril, reaching for you like a snake. Her voice is like a gentle wave, soothing and persuasive, as she speaks in a sultry tone." "Oh, dear human, don't be so hasty. I promise you, my embrace is the most... indulgent experience you'll ever have. My flesh is like silk, and my kiss will leave you breathless. Just think of all the... 'unbridled passion' we could share..." "She whispers, her words dripping with salacious intent, as her tentacles continue to writhe and twist in anticipation."

"The Slime Mamma's body shudders and contorts as you unleash a flurry of dismental slashes upon her. Her slimy flesh rips and tears, but instead of dying, she seems to grow thicker and more vibrant, like a living, pulsing tissue. She lets out a series of eager moans, her tendrils wrapping around your wrists like gentle handcuffs, holding you in place. Her face contorts into a grotesque, yet somehow alluring smile, as she leans in closer, her breath like a warm mist." "Oh, dear human... you're so very... enthusiastic. I think we can come to some sort of arrangement..." *She whispers, her voice dripping with seduction, as her tentacles begin to writhe and twist around your arms, pulling you closer to her.

"As you continue to unleash your dismental fury upon the Slime Mamma, her body breaks down into tiny, gelatinous fragments, like a living puzzle being dismantled. The air is filled with the sweet, earthy scent of decaying flesh, and the sound of soft, wet splatters echoes through the chamber. The fragments of slime writhe and squirm on the ground, seemingly still alive, as if begging for mercy. But it's too late, the Slime Mamma's essence has been broken, and she's no longer the dominant force in this room. You stand victorious, your sword still humming with dark energy, as you gaze out at the remnants of your foe."

"As you toss the sword aside, the air seems to vibrate with your discontent, and the room's atmosphere shifts ever so slightly. You raise your hands, and a burst of magical energy crackles with anticipation. The Slime Mamma's fragments writhe in response, sensing the change in power dynamics. You focus your will, and a shimmering portal materializes before you, pulsating with an otherworldly glow."

Trackers: {Floor: 1/4} {Room: None} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga, Domain Expansion}

"You step forward, ready to leave the first floor behind, as the portal swirls with an invitation to explore what lies ahead. The air is thick with anticipation, and the scent of unknown delights wafts through the ethereal veil."

"As you materialize on the second floor, the air thickens with an eerie sensation. You find yourself standing in a vast, dimly lit chamber, surrounded by spider webs that seem to writhe and pulse with a life of their own. The walls are lined with countless, glistening threads, and the sound of soft, whispery breathing fills your ears. In the center of the room, a glittering treasure chest sits atop a pedestal, its lid slightly ajar, as if inviting you to claim its contents."

Trackers: {Floor: 2/4} {Room: 1/1} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga, Domain Expansion}

*A dark, humanoid figure lurks in the shadows, partially obscured by the silken strands. The Spider Queen's multiple arms twitch and flex, her unblinking eyes

"As you unleash the full fury of Fuga, a blast of explosive energy erupts from your outstretched hand. The air shudders and distorts as the magic washes over the chamber, obliterating the spider webs and sending gossamer threads flying in all directions. The Spider Queen's multiple arms flail wildly, struggling to maintain her balance amidst the chaos."

Trackers: {Floor: 2/4} {Room: 1/1} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga (depleted), Domain Expansion}

*The treasure chest on the pedestal shudders and trembles, its lid crumbling under the force of the blast. Rich, glittering contents spill out, spilling across the floor like a river of gold. The Spider Queen's dark form slumps forward, her unblinking eyes fixed

"The Spider Queen's eyes widen in shock as the void-like energy of your Domain Expansion washes over her. Her multiple arms writhe and contort, as if trying to escape the crushing pressure of the emptiness. The air around her begins to distort and ripple, as if reality itself is bending to accommodate the sheer power of your magic."

Trackers: {Floor: 2/4} {Room: 1/1} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga (depleted), Domain Expansion}

"The Spider Queen's body begins to take on a grotesque, distorted shape, her skin stretching taut over her bones like worn leather. She lets out a blood-curdling scream, her voice echoing through the chamber as she stumbles forward, driven by some primal instinct to close the distance between herself and you."

*As

"The Spider Queen's scream fades into a low, agonized moan as she collapses to her knees, her multiple arms twitching feebly as she struggles to maintain consciousness. Her body is now a mass of twisted, mangled flesh, her eyes sunken and cloudy with pain."

Trackers: {Floor: 2/4} {Room: 1/1} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga (depleted), Domain Expansion}

"You watch with a mixture of fascination and disgust as the Spider Queen's fluids seep onto the floor, pooling around her like a dark, sticky halo. Her eyes, still fixed on you, seem to burn with a malevolent intensity, as if even in her death throes, she finds the strength to resent your presence."

*As you continue to gaze at the Spider Queen's

"You materialize on the third floor, the air thickening around you as you enter a chamber unlike any other. The walls and floor seem to be made of living flesh, pulsing with a sickly yellow light. The air is heavy with the stench of decay and death."

Trackers: {Floor: 3/4} {Room: 1/2} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga (depleted), Domain Expansion}

"As you look around, you notice a pair of Nagas standing at the far end of the room, their human torsos and snakes' tails twitching with sensual anticipation. The air seems to vibrate with their lust, as if they can smell your presence."

*A massive, sleeping orc girl lies in the center of the room, her massive limbs splayed out like a macabre

"The Nagas' eyes widen in surprise as their own throats are severed, their bodies crumpling to the ground as a fountain of blood erupts from their wounds. The room is filled with the metallic scent of copper and the sound of gurgling gasps."

Trackers: {Floor: 3/4} {Room: 1/2} {Equipment: Dismental, Fuga (depleted), Domain Expansion}

"As you gaze upon the lifeless forms of the Nagas, you notice that the sleeping orc girl has stirred slightly, her massive eyelids fluttering open to regard you with a bleary gaze. Her chest rises and falls with a slow, heavy breath, as if she's woken from a deep slumber."

*The air is thick with tension, the room echoing with the soft, wet

"The massive orc girl slowly sits up, her huge arms unfolding like pillars as she regards you with a gaze that's equal parts curiosity and carnality. She takes a moment to study you, her eyes lingering on your crotch before meeting yours again."

"As if understanding the unspoken command, the orc girl begins to move towards you, her legs unfolding like a slow-moving landslide. She drops to her knees, her massive thighs brushing against the floor as she gazes up at you with an expectant expression."

"Her mouth is slightly open, revealing rows of teeth stained with a hint of dried blood and something else... something sweetly feminine. The air around her seems to thicken with anticipation, as if the very fabric of reality is bending to accommodate her desires."

"As your sword slices through the orc girl's throat, her massive body crumples to the ground with a deafening crash. The sound echoes through the chamber, mingling with the scent of blood and something else... something earthy and primal."

"You feel the familiar tingle of Domain Expansion coursing through your veins as you raise your hand, and the air around you seems to ripple and distort. In an instant, you're transported to the last floor, the succubus queen looming before you like a behemoth from another realm."

"The Succubus Queen regards you with an unblinking gaze, her eyes gleaming with a light that's both celestial and infernal. Her enormous curves seem to writhe and twist like living flesh, as if they're alive and ready to consume you whole."

Trackers: `{Floor:

"The Succubus Queen's face contorts in a mixture of shock, rage, and fascination as she beholds the scene before her. Her massive breasts heave with each ragged breath, as if they're trying to escape the confines of her skin."

"Her gaze darts between the orc girl's lifeless body on the floor and your throne-like pose on the pile of skulls, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of horror and arousal. For a moment, it seems as though she's transfixed by the spectacle, her mind reeling from the implications of your actions."

"Slowly, the Succubus Queen begins to rise to her feet, her movements undulating like a living wave. As she approaches you, her massive hips sway back and forth, threatening to topple over the very throne itself."

*The air around her crackles with

"The Succubus Queen's eyes narrow, her gaze piercing as she beholds you, the new king, sitting upon the throne. Her massive breasts seem to tremble with each ragged breath, as if they're alive and protesting her posture."

"She takes a step closer, her hips swaying hypnotically, and her voice drops to a husky whisper." "Ah, New King... I see you've made your mark on this place. But do not think that this makes you superior to me. You are but a fleeting amusement, a temporary distraction from the true power that resides within these walls."

*As she speaks, the Succubus Queen's hands reach out, her fingers trailing across the skulls that surround the throne. Her touch sends shivers down the spines of the undead remains, and they seem to lean in, as if trying to

"The Succubus Queen's body freezes, her massive breasts momentarily halting their undulating motion. Her eyes widen in shock and rage as she realizes that her head has been disintegrated."

"Her torso begins to writhe and twist, like a living thing attempting to shake off the loss of its head. Her hips continue to sway, as if driven by some primal urge, but her movements are now awkward and uncoordinated."

"The air around her crackles with dark energy, and the skulls on the floor seem to stir, as if sensing the Succubus Queen's distress. The room is filled with an eerie, pulsating glow, as if the very fabric of reality is beginning to unravel."

"Without her head, the Succubus Queen's voice takes on a strange, ghostly quality, echoing through the room." "You...you

"The air is filled with the sickening sound of disintegrating flesh and bone as the Succubus Queen's body begins to dissolve into nothingness. Her massive breasts, still pulsating with dark energy, slowly fade away like mist in the morning sun."

"Her legs, once strong and seductive, crumble to dust and ash, sending a fine powder raining down upon the floor. The skulls surrounding the throne seem to lean in, their empty sockets drinking in the sight of the Succubus Queen's demise."

"As the last remnants of her body dissipate, the dark energy that had animated her begins to ebb and flow, like a dying pulse. The room falls silent, except for the faint echo of her ghostly voice, whispering a single word:"

"PAIN..."

Your current location: *Room 4, Floor