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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 60. Unfamiliar Peace

"What is this?" Zein stared at the suitcases that came knocking in his room.

Reina did say she would send him the clothes she made in his image, but Zein never thought it would be this much. And not just that, she didn't send it in package boxes, or even shopping bags. It was inside suitcases, in three different sizes.

If he had to use one word to describe her, it would be 'storm'. As if determined to annoy Bassena, she dragged Han Shin from his lab to follow them for their lunch, to which the healer agreed wholeheartedly. Zein ended up being dragged everywhere that day, including getting a haircut and experiencing the agony of accompanying a young woman shopping.

He was in a daze the entire time, getting pushed inside this circle of childhood friends that seemed too eager to welcome him in their midst. But it was better, he thought, than sitting around people who kept flinching at him because he had a scary vibe or whatever.