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)

"Umm..." Byul squirmed slightly, biting his lips as he felt the fingers stirring inside him. How many were there? Two? Three? Kar's fingers were way bigger and longer than his.

But what did he feel? Itchy? Full? Byul had no idea. It was his first time, it was Kar's first time. Everything was new for them. Thanks to Kar's meticulous, careful ministration, however, Byul didn't feel what a virgin usually feared: pain.

"It's...not uncomfortable?" Byul smiled sheepishly. He couldn't describe it much more.

Kar frowned slightly. "Doesn't feel good?"

Byul bit his lips again. "Umm...it's kind of...itchy?" he grimaced at his lack of description skill. "I think...I think we should just do it, Hyung..."

Side Story 4. Endless Journey - 59.5 (M)