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I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

“Have you ever wished that a truck would hit you and you would transmigrate into a world filled with swords and magic? Perhaps you wished that you would be a hero, defeating the villains, protecting the land, and receiving all sorts of admiration and love from the people. I would give you one piece of advice. Perish that thought.” -Ravi West *** Ravi West was a hero of indisputable esteem. As a Sentinel, he traveled the Realms, killing villains and saving entire civilizations. His job was everything to him. Until Luxor. Luxor changed everything. Luxor changed him. Ravi was done. The tiredness etched into his bones. He laid down his mantle and vanished. He chose the most boring planet in his memory for his retirement, except this Earth was not like the one he remembered- Nests, monsters, superheroes, and villains filled the streets but that was not his business. He has a plan, a quiet, uncaring life filled with wine, food, and books. But the New Captain at the Bureau seemed to enjoy shattering all his carefully laid plans. He was the most annoying person Ravi had ever met, blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes, and a sunny smile, the righteous Arlen Sinclair constantly got involved in cases much bigger than him, dragging Ravi along into his Shenanigans. **** Grumpy, Cynic Shou who doesn't care if the world burns× Golden Retriever, Righteous Gong who is the first to bring the bucket to save the burning world. #Foundfamily #Sliceoflife, #crime, #mystery, #Superheros, #OverpoweredMc, #Protagonistfallsinlovefirst #MutualPampering #Powercouple #Superpowers #Cooking #Farming #yaoi #Detectives #Villains [This book is participating in the WSA contest] Disclaimer: The book cover to be taken down at owner's request.

Dark_Scholars · LGBT+
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219 Chs

Pure Terror

Arlen did not even dare make a single sound. A shudder slowly climbed up his spine, an unspeakable sense of terror made his whole body tremble.

He watched that blade move a tad deeper into that skin, beads of red blood pulling, any deeper, any deeper, and Ravi, Ravi would be...He could not think about it, he could not even say it in his mind.

He clenched his fist, feeling that the back of his heart had been pierced by a shapeless knife, hot blood filling his chest and splashing onto the floor.

Arlen had never felt like this all his life. he had never felt fear.

Fear like this.

It was like the passage of time had long stopped, the air was filled with a complete silence. The only thing he could hear was the sound of his rapid breathing and the loud, chaotic pounds of his heart, the blood pumping into his ears, making it impossible for him to think calmly.