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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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762 Chs

Chapter 288. Chasing Tail

The next morning, when Zein woke up, he spotted Bassena staring at the ceiling in a daze--which means the esper wasn't sleeping a wink.

"Are you awake the whole time?" Zein dragged himself up, leaned to the headboard and brushed the esper's fringe aside so he could see the amber eyes better. 

"Every time I close my eyes, I see the time you were going down on me and..." he stopped talking, covering his face and groaned onto his palm.

Zein raised his brow. "Was it that good?" he yawned and reached for the water on the bedside table. "I don't think I did a good job last night."

Well, but at least it stopped the esper from thinking about the horrific encounter with the rats.

"Good?" Bassena pulled his hands away from his face, looking at Zein with a flabbergasted look. "It's going to be one of my core memories for real."