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)

"You look good?" was the comment Zein received the most when he arrived at the guild.

They were quite late because Bassena didn't really want to come and they ended up spending the time lazily chatting and eating the food prepared by the nanny. Because of this, Bassena was immediately got dragged by Lex to the top floor.

From the barista lady, to the kids on the seventh floor, and now, the member of the committee on the twelfth floor--Zein had received the same comment more than five times already. The last one was by Rina, who looked at him with sparkling eyes in the executive lounge in front of the reclamation committee's headquarters.

"Thanks?" Zein tilted his head, a bit confused because the phrase this time was uttered like a question.

"No, but seriously," Rina took a seat beside the guide and kept staring at him. "You've been looking like you carried the whole world on your shoulder or something lately, but you seem much better now."

Chapter 189. Afterglow