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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 43

Luke enjoyed the first half of his lecture. Humiliating both professor and students with seemingly easy questions and watching them get it wrong each time.

No one wanted to ask any more questions when they all realized they couldn't answer his.

He was smiling evilly. "I thought your students were more than this, Sir. William," he said. "Don't worry, if you want to join me for my proofreading class this afternoon, I'll be glad to have you in my class."

It was lunch break and Luke was torn between eating lunch and just looking at the student who was watching him.

He decided to ignore her and eat the lunch Tim packed up for him. He opened it and saw the cake. It looked so... nice. It nearly warmed up his heart. He looks up. "Hey!" he said calling the student, who was watching him. She was confused about why she was being called.

"Do you want to share my lunch?" he asked.

"What?" she said in confusion.