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 cursed his decision of not telling Zein about it sooner.

He swore--he swore he had no intention of hiding it. He would tell Zein himself later, if Rina didn't casually blabber about it. And he had wanted to immediately talk to Zein about it, but like perpetual bad luck, the other girls were coming inside before he could ask Zein for a face-to-face. And then they immediately went for dinner so Bassena lost the timing even further.

Zein didn't seem angry or anything though, but Bassena knew the guide could hide his feelings well under a poker face if he wanted to. He didn't particularly feel like he was in the wrong, but he also recalled how Zein looked at him regarding the fact that he was hiding Celestia's attempts.

And now, he felt like he had stepped into an even bigger blunder.

Chapter 203. The Little Prince