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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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692 Chs

Chapter 168. Mind Corrosion

With a start, the blue eyes opened and the sphere clanked against the inside of the tubes.

Zein stumbled back, crashing to the floor and gasping for air. He could vaguely hear sounds, voices from the speaker, but his ears were still ringing and buzzing and he still wanted to pour his stomach content into the floor.

He crawled to the wall, propped himself up, and punched his mask open to breathe. The tube had been closed shut again, fortunately, so he didn't have to ingest raw miasma fog into his lungs. He wanted to take some Golden Needle right now, but the stuff and the lighter were in his coat outside, and there was something more important he needed to do right now.

After he felt like he had stopped choking, Zein pushed his body up and slammed his fist on the communication button.

[Sir--]