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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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763 Chs

Chapter 439. A Course Meal Atop the Ocean (M)

"There's a mall and a lot of souvenir stores..."

"Do we need to bring anything like that to Deathzone?"

"There's an arcade and entertainment center..."

"I don't know how to play those."

"There's a casino?"

"Radia said I shouldn't gamble.

"There's...a pool and...diving course..."

"You said I shouldn't do it before I can swim decently."

"Umm..."

Zein chuckled at the esper who ran out of distraction. He came closer and stroked the bronze cheek. "Why? Do you not want to be with me, alone, in this room?"

It had been two hours after the cruise ship was sailing. Zein had spent enough time looking around the place that almost seemed like a mini city rather than a hotel. Naturally, Bassena wouldn't just book any cruise, but the best available. Their room was not any different from the presidential suite in the resort, complete with, to Zein's elation, a noise-cancellation system.