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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...

SOS_2506 · LGBT+
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106 Chs

Chapter 101

Queen Fawn's arms, legs, and wings were placed right beside her and she was covered in blood. She wasn't dead yet, Luke had left her alive for unknown reasons.

After she had said her plans for Chin and Kell, Luke dismembered her mercilessly after they had fought for an hour and now he was dragging her body by her hair.

He pushed her against the tree and she asked, "Now what? You want to kill me?"

"I want you to see what is to come," he said and he touched the Tree of Life. "I can do as I wish, can't I?" he asked.

"I wish it didn't have to come to this," a woman's voice rang in his head. The symbol of a woman burned on his palm. "But I have been disobeyed one too many times."

The tree began to decay and the ground began to split and crack. Across the four forests, some of the people present's skin began to crack and they began to painfully rot away.