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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 117. Celestial Voice

Just like the rest of the environment, the path Zein walked on was also dark. But along the path, there were glints of greenish light that made it seem like a metallic surface. 

While Zein felt like he was climbing up, the path also felt winding down, curving left and right, and overall making him confused. He got that the platforms were sending the espers to pocket dimensions for their customized trials. But what about this path? Where was he headed to, exactly? 

Zein thought he was going to the peak, where the fragment was. But this path...it didn't feel like a stairway to the top. 

In fact, he felt like he was walking in a circle--well, not exactly a circle, but like a figure 8, with an upward and downward road. If he had to liken it to something...

Yes--it felt like walking on top of a coiling giant snake.

Zein looked down then, at the pattern of lights beneath his feet. Hmm...yes, even those looked like scales.