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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+
分數不夠
279 Chs

The Sanctuary of the Chosen

Ravi was used to Death. How many Sentinels had he gotten close to that died in various missions? How many people had he met in various missions that soon died? People came and people went. He understood this and as a Sentinel with a good knowledge of the underworld, he understood that death was not the end, for many souls, death was the beginning.

He also knew it was not his fault. Why should he assume responsibility for a madman? It is just his eardrums hurt as if someone had whacked him in the head with a shovel, making it hard for him to think because of the tinnitus.

Lisa. That girl had been so terrible and yet so kind to him.

To bury another person.

He looked at Arlen who was gazing at him with blue eyes filled with worry and he let out a soft sigh, "Hope is a terrible thing."

He watched as Arlen paused and then shook his head, he moved closer to him, a strength in his gaze, "Ravi, hope is a good thing. We will find her."