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)

Bassena was walking to the table, frowning. Why was everything around Zein had to be filled with danger?

But the guide himself didn't look like he was alerted or anything. As the blue eyes looked at Bassena, they were softening, and it erased the frown on the esper's face.

"You're early," the guide said as Bassena arrived at the table and patted the space beside him.

"It's just a regular talk show," Bassena shrugged. "Just talking about the upcoming association meeting."

"So what's this about dangerous?" Bassena asked again, shifting his gaze to Logan.

"Sir Vaski," the man greeted first, unfazed even under the scrutinizing amber eyes. He was the one who took care of Bassena's legal cases after all, so he was already used to the esper's temper.

But before answering, he looked at the guide first, who was his client in this matter. Only after Zein nodded in agreement that he gave the rundown to Bassena.

Chapter 193. Legacy