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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 332. Ropes

"What is the last memory you have?" Zein asked the esper.

Varion immediately became defensive. "Why would I tell you that?"

Zein raised his hand and Varion winced in reflex, flinching back slightly. The esper stopped when he heard someone scoff and in embarrassment, realized that the guide wasn't about to hit him. Zein tapped his commlink, and the screen appeared in front of Varion.

On that screen, Varion could see himself mumbling something that couldn't be caught by the commlink's audio system. But it was clear enough that he didn't look like himself, with eyes that sometimes moved wildly and sometimes became void. He was restrained with a chaining spell, but he wasn't moving in the first place; shoulder dropped and limbs slacked. 

That was...him? Varion watched the recording with widened eyes.