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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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283 Chs

A promise

It was like watching a metamorphosis happen right in front of his eyes. Those dull hazel eyes transformed in front of him, turning sharp, like the blade of a sword before they settled on him. They instantly softened like a waterfall.

Has Ravi always been this tall? 

Arlen knew that something had changed, the aura around Ravi had changed somewhat. All on his own.

Just this morning, Arlen had collected the number of some of the best psychologists in Avalon and had contacted them. 

"Post-traumatic stress disorder, also known as war neurosis, is the psychological aftereffects that occur when someone has experienced murder, war, or a tragic accident. Some of the symptoms were memory loss, heart palpitation, nightmares, emotional dissociation, and obsessive recall of the past." That was the ase of the psychologist had told him and many of them had offered advice.

"He could get suicidal. You should bring him to the clinic."