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There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Aerlev · LGBT+
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Chapter 219. Night of Contending Feelings

A thorny mudfield. Thick and heavy and lonely. It was like walking through a pool of blood. The thorns were stabbing into the muddy ground and made it bleed.

It was eerie and disturbing, and if Zein didn't know Joon, he would be scared. It was the soul of someone who repeatedly put himself in a hard situation, voluntarily. And in this lonely, painful field, there was only one solace.

A crimson flower, in the middle of a thorny field. Its color was the only bright thing in the monochrome field. 

A single devotion. That was what Zein felt from Han Joon's mana core. No wonder Radia talked about obsession before. It was like the man dedicated his entire life just for that flower to bloom, even while bleeding all over by his loneself.

It was...tragic.