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)

Calix received the hand of the man in front of him, who he hadn't seen in years already. They knew each other in college instead of an esper academy, despite them both being an esper. The man had a youthful smile that never changed since their old days, but aside from that, his appearance was plain and forgettable.

And it was something he had always been carefully crafted.

"Haha, what are you talking about?" he chuckled in response as they shook hands. "I'm just a middle-aged man squandering my son's money."

"I know," the man smirked while glancing at Radia, who was standing behind his father with a casual smile. It was rare to see this father and son pair together even in high society events, so it was rather fascinating to him. "You enjoy it so much that you rarely go home anymore, so of course it is an honor having you coming here in one of those rare moments."

Chapter 350. Touch of Memory (3)