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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+
Classificações insuficientes
692 Chs

Chapter 261. Olive Branch

"Are you really going to pack my things?" Zein asked the esper as the elevator went down to the seventh floor.

"It's just your clothes, isn't it? It's not like you know how to pack them, anyway," Bassena shrugged, grinning as he saw the guide roll his eyes. 

Well, it was true; Zein wouldn't know the right way of packing his three-season worth of clothes Reina had been providing him as the price of being her 'muse'. She had even promised to send him her spring collection and another set of tailored suits for the beautiful scenery Zein provided on his birthday. Funnily enough, Zein only accepted the gift when Raina promised to throw in some combat uniform.

"I told my apartment manager to arrange a moving team, so they'll be here in a bit. I should at least watch them, shouldn't I?" Bassena continued, smiling joyfully. It seemed like he was truly excited to have Zein finally moving in for real. "Ah, about your box--"