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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+
Classificações insuficientes
771 Chs

Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - 15

"How much did you drink?" Agni asked while climbing the stairs to the Captain's quarters. Ron, upper body swaying on his shoulder, pursed his lips and grumbled.

"'unno..."

"Idiot," Agni flicked the back of the scout's head. "A scout needs to be aware of their surroundings."

Ron pursed his lips even more. He wasn't that far gone and definitely still aware of his surroundings. But he did feel a bit loose and woozy--still! It was a celebration!

"I was," Ron grumbled and laid his head on the berserker's warm shoulder. "They are friends and there's you."

See? This uncle fetch him right away despite all the rejection the man gave him. Would he get this reaction if he wasn't drunk? Ron doubted it.

"Haa..." Agni shook his head exasperatedly. "Why do you have to be so good with your mouth?"

Ron flinched slightly--it wasn't palpable, fortunately, the way his heart jumped to his stomach. Did thus uncle realized what he was insinuating with that?