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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
760 Chs

Side Story 2. Dance of Shadow and Flame - 16

When Ron opened his eyes, the first thing he realized was that his bed felt different from usual. It was stiffer but also...warm? The kind of warmth one got from crouching in front of a fire during winter.

This is nice--he thought, and despite opening his eyes, he had no intention to move. Laying there, thinking back about last night, Ron gradually heard a steady sound of heartbeat under his ear, and the memory rushed like a hurricane. 

Whoa...did he do all of that? Wasn't he practically pouncing on the older man? It was nice though, being able to say what he wanted to say. Thankfully, he wasn't so drunk that he had no control over his words. It would be disastrous if he ended up stripping or something...

"Get up if you're awake."

Ron's train of thought was stopped by the hoarse voice of the man he had been using as a mattress. He raised his head and grinned sheepishly. "Don't want to," he chose to use the circumstances to his advantage.