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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 83. A Tall Wall

"We've got some system going on in the translation thing, got someone from otherworld linguistic pulled to our side," Eugene reported their progress as Zein took a seat on his now permanent swivel chair in the lab. It was the closest one to the glass window, where he could conveniently look at the shard.

Over time, Zein had experimented on communicating with the shard without direct touch. Expanding his consciousness to the pulsing crystal. So far, he managed to at least tell it to stop rejecting the researchers' presence. He tried sending simple thought like greetings through the glass window.

Just like now. The shard would send a different mana wave with every different response, and the researcher would capture it to be analyzed. So Zein's role as of right now was like a conversation mate with this shard.