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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 113. The Touch of Depth

"So what do you think?" Bassena asked as they walked along the pier of the artificial lake. 

It was painted white and a beautiful pair with the lake that reflected the color of the bright sky. Zein had to walk carefully though, because he kept looking at the water rather than the walkway. 

But Bassena's question had him shift his gaze toward the esper. "Of what?"

"My work," 

Zein could see the amber eyes glittering with anticipation, and he wanted to mention that Bassena's work was supposed to be raiding dungeons. But seeing the enthusiasm that almost seemed too innocent, Zein just smiled subtly beneath his mask and replied casually. 

"It's interesting," Zein could see the sparkles increasing inside the fiery orbs. "There's a lot of things I have never seen before, so..."