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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+
Classificações insuficientes
763 Chs

Chapter 57. An Old Face

"I see," the male sibling nodded again. "Thank you for your cooperation, Sir, we will make sure to have the best schedule available for you."

It truly was different. Zein wondered if guides had it this easy in the safer zone or if it was just Trinity. He was used to being treated like a vacuum cleaner for thirteen years, and then being a demanded product with a packed schedule in the Borderland. He was already feeling weird not guiding anyone for the days he spent on the journey, and now it seemed like he even could take it easy.

After all, he was only responsible for five espers—two of which he was already familiar with.

"Then, do you have any preference?" the male sibling questioned further, as his sister inputted Zein's data into the system.

"Preference?" Zein tilted his head, turning to Abel for an explanation.