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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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543 Chs

Chapter 459. Lullaby

"Emergency point, huh?"

Zein looked around as they stopped just outside the tunnel. Bassena used the chance where they might not be disturbed to stick himself to the guide; with hands circling Zein's waist and chin on the guide's shoulder.

"It does kind of look like a bunker," Zein muttered. Of course, a normal bunker would not have all of this abundant nature, but the enclosed, secure nature was the same. "Did you say something about farming?"

"Uhh...well..." Bassena laughed awkwardly in embarrassment. "I just thought it would be good if the place became sustainable for living. Maybe a few fruit trees and vegetable plants? Of course, that's only if we really can use this place as an emergency retreat..."

Zein smiled; it was always interesting when Bassena shifted from his commander mode to this soft-spoken negotiator. Of course, that was only the case when talking to him. That being said, Zein saw value in the esper's idea.