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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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540 Chs

Chapter 303. A Clean Wash

Bassena had seen and touched Zein's skin so many times at this point, that he even remembered where all of the guide's beauty marks and scars were. Whether it was during their lovemaking, or when he cleaned the man after, the sensation he felt when he touched that fair skin was...bliss.

But not today.

Today, it was pain. It was heartbreak. It was regret.

As he wiped the remnant of blood off the guide's limbs, he cursed himself repeatedly. He recalled, once again, the slight disappointment inside those blue eyes before he was going this morning. He knew Zein told him to go, but he should have just listened to himself. 

Does it matter if he caused a problem for the television crew? Does it matter if his image worsen? 

No. Nothing mattered more than Zein. Nothing should matter more than Zein.