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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 378. Beneath the Showering Blossoms

A beautiful sky. A beautiful scenery.

It was a reminiscence of a delightful time when two people who were united by fate, at last, became united by choice. 

"Did it look like this?" Zein asked the two people who witnessed the event which he could only see through a single photograph.

The Elder and Senan took a deep breath. "Yes," they said. It might not be the correct time, or it might just be mere nostalgia. "I believe so."

It didn't matter. 

Zein walked to the dock, followed by Senan who held a pearl white urn, as well as Ria and Sherri with a blue one in their hands. He stopped at the edge, looking into the clear water that reflected the blue of the sky and the fruit of a perfect union. 

He stepped back, sweeping his gaze around the dock. "They liked to spend their leisure time here," Senan told him. "Master Roan will take out a chaise for Lady Lucia to sit and sunbathe."

"I see..."

"They named you here."