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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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692 Chs

Chapter 265. The Calling

The number of times Zein got worried about Bassena's safety could be counted on one hand. 

No. Actually, if it came to it, Zein only ever worried about the esper's safety once; when they were isolated from each other in the Deathzone. 

He still remembered the gut-wrenching sensation and the unsettling beat of his heart at that time. Yeah, he remembered it. He remembered it to be way way way less than what he felt when he watched the swirling black gate in that intersection.

He saw it from the car window first. His heart told him to immediately get out of the car and find out what happened. But when his hand reached the door, he found out he was trembling. 

No, he wasn't scared of the black gate.

He was scared of what might happen inside.

He leaned down slightly and took a deep breath, trying to think of good thoughts. Lakes. The sea he watched through videos. Chocolate. Candy. Ambers. A pair of ambers. Fuck.