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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 135. No Rest For The Wicked

"Who's that?" Bassena tilted his head at the name Zein mentioned suddenly. His eyes narrowed slightly, a little bit peeved that Zein uttered a random guy's name in the middle of their 'date'.

Although of course, it was only Bassena who considered it as a date. For Zein, they were just coming out to pick up the autumn limited-edition chocolate that they ordered a few months before, and driving to the riverside to eat them. Using the same inconspicuous black car owned by a lot of people, they parked among other cars in the parking lot overviewing the river, watching people hanging out on the riverside while sampling the chocolate. 

"An A-class guide," Zein told the guild's vice-guildmaster, giving the esper a side eye while popping a cube of sweet potato-flavored chocolate.