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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 393. Small Corner

Zein had realized something about Bassena; the man wouldn't sleep if he was extremely stressed or extremely happy. The former was because he only dreamt about a sea of darkness when he was stressed, and the latter was because he didn't want the happiness to be disturbed.

Between the two, it was easy to recognize by how he positioned himself in the morning; either curling up by Zein's side, or pressing his face on Zein's neck.

That morning, Zein woke up with Bassena's warm lips on the back of his neck.

How weird; he thought the esper would sulk since all they did yesterday was eat, sunbathe, take a nap, explore the bunker and hidden passage, and then watch movies until Zein fell asleep. A peaceful, uneventful day. So peaceful that for the first time after months, he could sleep early without any care.