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)

"Who..." Zein frowned as he yanked the door open in annoyance, but his words stopped in his mouth when he saw the blazing twin ambers below furrowed platinum brows. "Bas...?"

Wordlessly, Bassena gripped the surprised face tightly, and Zein stumbled back from the sudden movement, bringing the esper with him. "What the fuck?" the esper's husky voice was hoarse and filled with agitation. "What the fuck, Zein?!"

Blinking in a daze, Zein stopped himself from moving backward, grabbing the esper back. He stared at the twin flames piercing at him and sighed. "What happened to your anger management?"

"Do you think I have time for that after I heard what happened?!" the low voice was getting higher now, and Zein felt thankful that the door was already shut.

Without averting the piercing ambers, Zein asked in return. "So what exactly happened? Tell me."

Chapter 126. Overflowing Emotions