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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 344. For Granted

Radia was right; his parents were just...normal. They were the kind of parents Zein imagined parents should be. A little bit pushy, a little bit nosy, with extra affection available for anyone related to their son.

"You're getting way better at this than the last time," Calix patted his cooking partner he kidnapped away from the group.

Bassena chuckled proudly while flipping the meat above the grill. "I can cook a lot of things right now," he glanced at the table, where everyone was. "Laurel said another way to take someone's heart is through their stomach."

"Does it work?"

Bassena just answered with a small bashful laugh that got his cheek slightly warm, and he received a ruffle in his platinum hair.

That cordial atmosphere, however, couldn't be seen at the table, where the three waiting for the food drowned in a bleak conversation.

"He came last night," Radia muttered while twirling a bread stick in his fingers.