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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.

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Luxor

He was sleeping, Ravi drove gently and parked under a tree. He looked over at the Captain who was sleeping peacefully. His face when he was sleeping was much softer, youthful. Those golden curls looked well-behaved as they rested on his forehead.

His fingers twitched. He wanted to touch it. Was it as soft as it looked?

He removed the seatbelt and moved a bit closer to Arlen. Those lashes were long and slightly curled at the end.

He reached out to touch them and they shivered, fluttering light.

Ravi knew what he was doing was crazy and if Arlen was to wake up at this moment he would be done for but it was his prefrontal cortex that was damaged or at least affected, his impulse control was severely lacking.

There was still some sound from Arlen, the faint sound of steady breathing that followed the rise and fall of his chest.

He reached out to touch his chest.

Thump! Thump!