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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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692 Chs

Chapter 184. Chocolate and Marshmallow

"Should we go sunbathing?" Bassena suddenly said.

Zein, fresh out of a shower, blinked at the unexpected invitation. "Now? On the last day of November?"

"Why not?" Bassena shrugged. "The sun is calling," he said with a laugh.

Zein stared outside the window. Bassena was right; the sun had been stubbornly shining unperturbed since morning, as if trying to show off its prowess before winter was coming. It did seem nice, taking some fresh air to clear his mind. And gained some courage, hopefully.

"Sure," he said, and Bassena responded by draping a whole comforter on him. 

"Go first, I'll make you some hot chocolate," Bassena smiled, and before the esper could disappear behind the door, Zein called out.

"Do you have those...little marshmallows?" the guide asked, prompting Bassena to blink and grin merrily.

"Sure, I'll give you lots,"