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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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694 Chs

Chapter 131. The Fog That Creeping Closer

"There's no way it was a coincidence, right?" Bassena muttered while staring at Zein, who looked so focused to the point that he looked angry. 

That Zein, who was probably the only person in this world capable of sensing and communicating with a shard, who was a living fragment himself, got dragged inside a place with a shard. 

"So do you think it was the shard who dragged you inside the dungeon?" Radia asked.

"Most likely," Zein nodded. "Since it reached out to me. Or..." 

"Or?"

Zein tilted his head as he tried to recall something. "If that's the case, it's kind of weird, though. The power that sent us out felt like the shard's mana wave, but the one that pulled us into the Deathzone was different, more like miasma. Like..."

The guide paused, frowning even more as he tried to figure it out. Thankfully, he wasn't alone in this discussion. "Like something produced by the Specter?" Bassena offered a conjecture, which made the blue eyes sparkles.