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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 317. Artificial

"Ah...what should we say to the construction workers?" Zein stared at the house, which was scarred with gash and crack.

"That you'll give them more funds," Bassena shrugged. "Radia said workers won't question anything as long as you pay them enough."

It wasn't just the house, though. The estate, especially around the house and the lake, looked like there was a hurricane passing through--which wasn't wrong either. Bassena had tried his best to minimize damage, but the female esper's wind magic already wrecked the place before Zein summoned Bassena. It wasn't too apparent when it was still dark, but now that the sun was already up...

Zein sighed. Ah, his vacation house...

And then he blinked when he realized the growing attachment to the place. Ah, right...this was what it should feel like when owning a property.