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)

"Alright, let me get this straight once again," Zein looked at the list of applicants in front of him. "We're going to label these applicants into level?"

"Yes," Abel flipped through the papers.

It was the first stage of their job; putting the applicants into categories based on their prospects. They would look into the portfolios and motivational essays, before deciding whether or not those people would pass the initial screening.

"I'm so glad I have you now," Abel grinned. "I had to do this alone before."

"Do we have to read all of this?" Zein arched his brow. For some reason, these people wrote such long essays for their personal branding and motivation. "What would happen to the esper's department?"

"Eh--espers usually don't write long flowery word. They ended it in one or two concise sentences," Abel shrugged. "Alright, let's put the good prospect here, the bad there, and the rest in the middle for further perusal."

Chapter 234. New Prospects