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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 436. Cerulean Sea

It was like an instinct, like a child crying out inside of him. At that moment, when the spread of cerulean canvas filled his vision; nothing else mattered.

Not the portal controller looking surprised at him dashing out. Not the other users blinking in wonder. None. Nothing. Not even Bassena.

All he cared about was getting as close as he could to that spread of blue. Unfortunately, the portal was located in an observatory over the cliff, so he could only go as far as the portal's platform railing, feeling breathless when all he wanted to do was absorb as many scents as he could.

And then he felt a warm hand on his back, caressing him as if to ease his lungs so he could breathe again. And so he did breathe again, inhaling the air, the scent, the colors, the noise--

One by one, his senses were working again, and he basked in the sensation of something that used to be nothing more but a fantasy for him.