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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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273 Chs

She would be fine

Lisa looked at him for a few seconds before she looked at the plate of cold noodles.

"You remembered."

Ravi was quiet for a second, "Of course. We are partners after all."

She did not move her fork. Without her police uniform, dressed in a white hospital gown, she looked very young. He forgot at times just how young she was.

"Partners should stick together," Lisa repeated what she had said to him after they had met. She still recalled that irritated and cold hazel eyes that scanned her over.

"You are right. We should. Try them and let me know what they taste like."

The noodles were fragrant and had a satisfying chewiness to them. The sauce was a good balance while the chili oil reminded her of the one that her grandmother used to send to her mother before she passed away.

The pickled green beans and the cucumber were crunchy and refreshing. It made her eyes prickle against her wish.