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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
692 Chs

Side Story 2. Dance of Flame and Shadow - 17

Safely, New Year had come to the Borderland.

Most importantly, the provisions came safely too. That means real meat and vegetables. That means new grounded coffee beans. And that means alcohol. Lots of it.

Agni loved alcohol as much as the next person, but he couldn't bring himself to have them when he was the Captain. With alcohol around, it was a certainty that some fights would break out, and he had to be sober enough to resolve them.

Above everything else...

"Have you seen the kid?" Agni asked the people who got Ron drunk during the founding day while looking around.

He couldn't see that messy brown hair that was still fluffy because he hadn't been in the Borderland for a long time. He had circled the mess hall and visited places where people might gather, but he couldn't find the kid at all after dinnertime.

"What--Ron? He's not here?"