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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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540 Chs

Chapter 239. A Brother Instinct

"This is fun," Rina looked at the Arena with a big smile and bright eyes. Now that the applicants stopped looking at them, she could stop pretending to be chic. 

"Should have done this from the start," Ashur nodded in agreement. 

It was different from watching their members train or dueling; there was a certain energy inside a competition with strangers, going all out when you weren't with anyone you knew. The intensity to prove you were the best oftentimes either brought out the best or the worst in someone. 

And the staff made sure each batch consisted of people from different backgrounds who were most likely did not know each other. Different academies, different hometowns, different Tower's trial periods. 

"How did you conduct a practical assessment before this?" Zein asked suddenly. Again, he was never involved in this kind of assessment before. Not even in the Borderland.