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)

Kar was in a daze. Worried too, but mostly in a daze.

The world...was truly a wonderful place. Or was it his adorable baby who was wonderful? Yeah...yeah, that was for sure. Thinking back on how those slender, fair fingers wrapped around him...around his hardened part...and stroking it...

Kar was worried. He really, really felt like he wouldn't be able to control himself if they went all the way. He even asked Byul to restrain his hands that night--just in case. Byul giggled and called it kinky, but he was serious.

He almost ripped the necktie they used to hold his wrists together.

Byul's face hovered above him, waving a cute hand in front of his face. The morning messy curls bounced around, inviting Kar to reach out and brush them aside so he could enjoy the pretty face.

A foolish smile bloomed on his face. "Yeah, baby?"

Side Story 4. Endless Journey - 59