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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...

Freeman (BL)

And Tim was hungry. He has eaten a lot, but the food he prepares and eats tastes like flavored ash, despite how much he eats, his hunger doesn't seem to be satisfied.

"Myrin," he knocked on Myrin's bedroom door and waited for him to come out.

Myrin opened the door. "Hello, what can I do for you?" he said smiling.

Tim took a deep breath and explained everything that had been happening to him. "Oh," Myrin said and observed him. His smile turned to a little smirk. "Come in."

This was the first time Tim was entering Myrin's room since they moved in and it was normal-looking, quite contrary to what he had imagined.

Myrin sat on the bed while Tim stood and waited for him to speak. "Remember that vampire thing I told you the day you got yourself killed?" he asked.

"Yes?" Tim replies in confusion and folds his arms.

Myrin pursed his lips tightly. "Well congratulations, you a vampire," he said.

Chapter 50