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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

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Chapter 157. The Specter’s Core

"Still as nasty as ever," Zein commented as he stared at the pulsing cores. 

Even through the thick protective glass, the sinister dark smoke swirling inside the three tubes gave out a pressuring aura, which was the source of the heavy and gloomy vibe in the observer room. It consistently caused the researchers stress and fatigue, just like how it would be if civilians were to be exposed to miasma. 

This danger was the reason why most of the researchers involved with the specter cores were espers. Even with that precaution, they still experienced fatigued and heaviness every few weeks, as if they were being corroded. So aside from watching the cores, Zein was also there to cleanse them.

Which was why, his visit was always welcomed enthusiastically.

"Sir Zein," the chief researcher here whom Zein already met last week, Fei, greeted him with a smile. "I've never seen you here on Saturday."