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)

Everyone immediately stood up the moment they saw the Iron Mountain. Coincidentally, Zein also finished guiding Arlo, so he approached the two Saint class espers.

Of course, the one who reached him first was the shard, who was buzzing excitedly--a considerably different reaction than when it entered the fog with Bassena.

Zein had no choice but to halt his steps, listening to the shard's rambling. Apparently, the shard was excited because it felt the existence of the other shards for the first time when it breached the field of fog. It sounded adorable in Zein's head, hearing the shy child singing mirthfully.

"I see," Zein nodded and patted the excited shard. "You'll be able to see them soon, don't worry. We might be able to find some that are still on this side."

Chapter 558. Miracle