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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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735 Chs

Chapter 88. Blue Aetherite

"We're just going to leave them like that?" Zein looked back in the direction of the temporary camp, but his sight was already obstructed by the curtains of water and the white foams.

"They're fine so far, aren't they?" Bassena replied nonchalantly. "And I stationed my kids there so it's alright."

"Mm..." Zein still set his eyes over there, blue eyes hardened slightly.

Bassena turned the guide's face back toward him, pushing the button on the mask to reveal the worried face. "I put special attention to your children, so don't worry too much. Haven't you trained them enough?"

The esper's hand, which was still on Zein's waist, pulled the guide toward him, pressing their body together. Zein pressed his hands on the esper's shoulder in turn, maintaining a slight distance and looking up with an unimpressed gaze. 

"Are you taking me here for this?"

Bassena smirked unapologetically. "Among other things..."