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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 493. Garden of Stars

"Is this...a vision?" Bassena looked around the place. It was dark, with only a few specks of light in the distance.

"Yeah," Zein looked down. Seemed like the vision was a big one, if he had his full consciousness. He couldn't walk around, however, so it wasn't at the level of what Setnath's fragment could do.

But then again, it wasn't like the Fallen Star gave away its existence like Setnath did. In terms of potency, the Fallen Star's Fragment was more like a shard.

Zein turned toward Bassena in confusion, then. "But...why are you here?"

It was one thing if they were getting transferred somewhere, but together inside a vision was completely new and bizarre.

"How would I know?" Bassena shrugged, and then raised their intertwined hands. "Maybe because I was holding you?"

"You did the last time," Zein reminded him.

"Oh, right," Bassena tilted his head with a frown. "Hmm...was it because I spent so much time with that bastard? Or..."