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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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551 Chs

Chapter 438. Underwater

"Bas, wake up."

Bassena registered the melodious voice that urged him, but the warmth he felt was too comfortable for him to willingly open his eyes. He just hummed and snuggled more toward the source of the sound and the warmth.

"Come one, baby--wake up," a nice peck on his temple, and Bassena smiled while snuggling deeper. And now the voice was annoyed. "You said you'll take me to that observatory or whatever."

The tone was enough for the amber eyes to fly open; feasting at the sight of fair skin and soft black hair almost touching his cheek. He drank on the blue eyes as deep and brilliant as the sea, that made him smile sloppily like a fool.

"G'morning..." Bassena mumbled while raising his hand to touch the guide, but his fingers met empty air.