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)

As Zein walked out in fast strides, the rest of them was too stunned to react. And when they finally stirred, more precisely as Bassena and the middle-aged man stood up to chase the guide, a voice stopped them.

[No, stay put. Leave him alone for now] It came from the commlink in Bassena's wrist. The esper himself had almost forgotten that there was someone else listening to this whole conversation from the start. [He just heard a lot of new things that probably contradict the ones existing inside his head, so give him time to process it]

"But..." Bassena looked to the door, the stiff back of the guide still stamped in his mind. But he knew Radia was right, so he decided to stay put, however much he wanted to go out and be with Zein right now.

That wasn't the case with the Elder and Senan, however, who looked in Bassena's direction--or rather, at the commlink--with deep frowns and suspicion. "Who are you?"

Chapter 165. His Own Knight