Aerlev

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?


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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

There’s No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

It was a familiar voice of a familiar little girl, the one who sat beside Zein during the bus raid to the Guide Center. He looked at the bright-eyed little girl and smiled unconsciously. "Hello, candy fairy," he still had two of the candy she gave him left.

"Yaay, you remember me!" the girl jumped in place joyfully, swaying their connected hand together.

"Didn't know you had a kid, Zein," Bassena popped his head behind the guide suddenly, circling his arm around the older's shoulder, looking at the little girl with a smile.

Zein smacked the esper's mouth lightly, at the same time with a voice calling out to the little girl. "Hey, you can't go around grabbing strangers like that!"

Chapter 81. Bittersweet and Spicy (2)