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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+
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221 Chs

Chatting with Arlen

Asher came out of the dressing room. He was wearing a slim-fit cotton t-shirt with dark wash jeans and white leather sneakers.

Ravi was sitting on a sofa leather chair watching a comedy show, he paused it and looked up.

"Not bad. Do you like it?"

Asher looked in the mirror before shaking his head.

"Put on the next one." They had finished buying groceries and buying clothes from a nearby clothing store for school.

Ravi then decided to bring Asher to choose a suit but seeing other beautiful clothes, he asked him to choose three fits after trying the black suit.

"What do I need a black suit for?" Asher had asked.

"For funerals."

The young teenager had nodded calmly and had tried the suit. Now they were trying for some fit. He had chosen two that looked suspiciously like what Malik would wear, a Cashmere sweater, chinos, and soft cotton tops.

He looked down and pressed play, leaning back so he could watch the comedy.