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)

The sun had started to rise, and the house staff was in the middle of their first busy schedule of the day: preparing breakfast, cleaning the house, tending the garden. Inside the ante-library, however, it was very calm and quiet. With a cup of warm tea in front of him, Han Joon sat face-to-face with the Matriarch.

"This is nostalgic," the Matriarch spoke in her usual soft tone, inhaling the delicate scent of her tea before sipping on it.

"...so I did go and see you," Han Joon stared at the steam billowing from the tea.

Ludya flicked her gaze at the man--a young man. The gaze was not yet exhausted of the world, but there was a deep maturity that came from frightening experiences. It was fascinating for her how his proper form changed slightly in each stage of his life.

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