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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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Chapter 53. A Heavy Leash

The dorm wasn't as tall as the Guild's building, which actually looked like a tower. But Zein reckoned it was as tall as the Borderland's watchtower. Even from here, he could see the garden of the large open hall on the fifth floor.

As usual, Abel kindly explained everything to him. "The people residing here are mostly civilians, since it was relatively safer here, and the low-level members, since they didn't have enough financial leeway to purchase their own residence," of course, the low-level here, which was 2-stars and C-classes, would be considered average in other guilds. "I mean, they could rent some space outside, but I guessed it's cheaper to just stay here and save their money to buy a better place. Or you know, invest in better equipment."

"Well, I can understand that," Zein shrugged. That was what he did with his money anyway, buying survival tools.