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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+
Peringkat tidak cukup
273 Chs

Harvesting Corn

The two of them headed to the farm through the kitchen door. The rows and rows of corn made a small field, each stalk was tall and adorned with plump ears of corn ready for harvesting.

He broke off one of the corn and lowered the outer green leaves, the corn was fully exposed, revealing full and round kernels of golden and yellow hues, one look and one could tell that it was going to be very delicious.

Ravi bent down and picked several stones before he began to transform them, first into a pair of gloves which he gave to Asher, and then two baskets and a sharp knife.

"What is it?" Ravi asked Asher who was playing a game of look at the corn field and then look at him.

The child looked hesitant but still asked, "Are we going to sell them?"

Ravi had once thought of it and shook his head, "No, people don't buy things from Harlem."

That look again.