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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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Zero

The man suddenly appeared in the middle of the road. His long, grey hair was swept up by the wind and a black raven circled over his shoulder. He wore a long, dark-coloured coat with wide sleeves and a fitted waist, a white shirt with a high collar and cuff, and a pair of breeches tucked into a brown boot with a low heel and a buckle. And on his head was wide-brimmed black hair with a small black feather.

"Don't I look fetching?"

"Not at all, Master. No one is dressed like this." The bird cowed as it flew over his head.

Zero shot a sideway glance at the bird and looked around. Sure enough, the men were dressed in various colourful and simple attire. How many years had it been since he came here and so much had changed?

"You, fucking dick. Watch where you are going, you twat." The man in the red car swore as he did his best to turn his car to avoid the cosplayer in the middle of the road.