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)

Normally, it was important to assess and analyze a new enemy before attacking. While they had been fighting the Fallen Star three times thus far, this form was still new for them, so thorough calculation was needed.

There was a strong pulse from the center of the grotesque eyes assembly; a struggle between two energies that brought all kinds of bad feelings for them.

Purely out of instinct, the Eastern Sun shot a flame arrow toward the creature--right on the legions of eyes. She incorporated the mana pattern shown by Bassena earlier, and it exploded right in front of the Fallen Star.

"Agh--it's hard!" she spat and glanced at Bassena, who was just standing up after being thrown away earlier. Is there no other way than to attach it to something?

Bassena grabbed Zhan's wrist since his commlink was melted by the fire earlier. "Launch all long-distance attacks!"

Chapter 600. Last Battle