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Freeman (BL)

Luke Freeman, the genius of the century, just got out of prison, after being falsely imprisoned there for two years for the murder of his guardian. When he got out, he was assigned a therapist by his best friend. He doesn't like his therapist, Tim. He always tries to get involved in his personal life, and there is no escaping their weekly session together. Unfortunately, for him though, a laboratory accident lands him and his therapist a thousand and five hundred years in the past, but the worst part is that they aren't in their sixteenth century, the sixteenth century of a different dimension. Fortunately, Luke's guardian who is supposed to be dead is here as well... But he is here ruling as an evil king, who is slowly turning this dimension into what is his definition of the perfect world. That's not good. Now, Luke, Tim, and a group of people from this world are on a mission to stop the evil ruler from his mission. However, this might be a fun adventure for Luke and Tim. "Ugh, I wish I had a full glass of ninety-eight percent alcohol in my system," Luke commented boredly. "But that would kill you," Time replies. Luke rolls his eyes. "That is the f**king point, roach." Or maybe not...

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106 Chs

Chapter 84

Luke ended up avoiding Tim for a few days during the start of their new journey. It was so bad that Luke teleported a few feet ahead of them when he tried to talk to him.

He was genuinely confused and concerned. Even when they decide to settle down. Luke would simply run up to his lab and lock himself until the next morning.

So when he became impatient enough, he took matters into his own hands and broke down the door which startled Luke.

He pulled Luke out of the door until Luke snapped his fingers and teleported back to the chair he was sitting on.

Tim took in a deep breath. "Luke, we need to talk," he said calmly.

"About what?" Luke asked acting clueless.

Tim placed his hand on his waist. "Why are you avoiding me?" he asked.

"I'm not avoiding you," Luke said.

 "You threw down a smoke bomb, which is so cool one, and two, we found you fifteen feet ahead of us!"