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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 41

Luke found himself in a familiar place.

"It's been a long time since I've summoned here," he mutters and sees Erebus' cloaked figure not standing at the same distance away from him

Luke sits on the ground with his pen and note appearing in his hands as usual.

"You are a strange mortal," Erebus started. "Not once did you call for my help."

"Well I don't think about reaching out to you use I'm either too calm or in a near-death situation," Luke replies. "Or I'm thinking of some way to utilize my brain. But now that I'm here..."

"Did you choose me for this mission because of the lack of fear of death?"

"No," Erebus replied. 

"Really," Luke said.

"You have a naturally powerful soul. If you were born in this world you would have been a prodigy in magic and be blessed with an ability by a god. Whoever's eyes you catch."

"So when I arrived you decided to catch me in a net before any other god could. Smart."