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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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766 Chs

Chapter 123. Foreboding Darkness

How could this be?

Zein gritted his teeth. He couldn't see his surrounding, which reminded him of every mission he went through in the Deathzone. But while he couldn't see, he could feel. His skin, his nerves, his cell remembered the sensation.

This thick miasma that felt so heavy on the skin, the shortness of breath it caused, the crawling eerieness upon his spine...

There was no mistaking it; the sensation was that of the Deathzone.

But...how? 

"Captain?" Brisk asked again, shaking his arm, and Zein snapped from his shock. 

He blinked slowly and took a deep breath, calming his mind. Right, he could think later. Immediately, he swipe the storage ring and brought out the dark-vision goggles. 

"T-the flashlight can't..." there was a frantic clicking sound from Zein's left side, where Dean was.