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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 323. Collaborator

Sixty-three years ago, he was born as Darleon Horin. Twenty-two years later, he was just Darleon, and it wasn't until six years later that he took his wife's surname, becoming a Belthera.

From the youngest direct descendant of an Old House to an exiled, Darleon had gone from riches to rag, and gained a name for himself without the help of his family. It was exactly as he wanted; it was the whole reason he threw away his family name.

The House of Horin wasn't too well known in public, unlike the House of Mallarc and Caishan. They did not dabble in commerce or politics, where eyes easily fell on them. They dedicated themselves to the exploration of the world's history, uncovering mystery of the Old Days. That being said, for some reason, they held enough power to bend the government and public figures to their will. It was a House that had power in silence, away from public knowledge.