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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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272 Chs

Hugging Machine

The man was wearing a brown polo neck ribbed knit sweater and navy blue trousers with light brown Converse shoes. There was a gentle smile on his face that made him look utterly harmless but Arlen could not help but frown, his eyes narrowing on the man's face.

This person made him feel a strange kind of unease. He did not feel any hostility from him and even yet, he could feel a desire to vanish from. Don't catch his eyes. Don't attract his attention.

He shook his head, he was stronger than this person he could feel it, but he also felt like something was amiss. Something was seriously amiss with this person.

"Captain. This is Malik Patel. He is our next-door neighbor. Malik, this is the Captain of the Davenport Police Bureau, Arlen Sinclair.

"Nice to meet you." Malik stretched out his hand and Arlen ignored it, leaving it hanging.

"New neighbor. When did you move in?"

"Last week."