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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
762 Chs

Side Story 3. Stellar Blossom - 19

Red.

Red was his world. His color. The color of his whole world.

He could live with nothing but red; the red belonged to his beloved darling. He could live seeing nothing else in the world as long as he could still see his darling. The red that changed his entire life. His entire world.

He could live within the chilling cold gnawing at his bone. He could live with screaming muscles and numbed nerves. He could live with searing pain all over his skin.

But this? Losing his red?

He couldn't live with this.

For the first time in his life, as red was robbed from him, he crumbled. He couldn't keep himself together enough before tears fell from his shaking eyes. Eyes that were no longer useful to him.

His fingers twitched, and his hand raised to his face before he realized it, as if wanting to gauge the useless eyes out. 

"Joon!"