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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 · LGBTQ+
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769 Chs

Chapter 523. Proof

Ah...it had been a while.

When was it...when he felt so heavy and weightless at the same time? But it was so weird, wasn't it? How could he feel heavy but also weightless?

Ah, he remembered it now. Of course, he would feel heavy. It had been so long since his corrosion level was this high. Was it red? Yeah, he must be in red already. Almost like that time during the city's black gate. How long had it been? Three years ago? Six years ago? His corrosion never climbed that high after that, he never even let Bassena go into orange, so...

Ah, Bassena blinked. Where was he? Why wasn't he with Zein? Where--and why did it feel so hot around here? Hmm...

Oh, right--Bassena blinked once again as he stared at the canopy of darkness above him. Of course, he felt weightless because he was falling. And he was falling because he felt too heavy. He raised his hand, trying to summon his mana to keep him afloat but...