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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)

River ultimately led the two princes to a secret tunnel. "I never knew the palace had secret tunnels," Eric said in wonder as fire torches automatically lit up the tunnels.

"Come on," River said leading them deeper into the tunnel until they came across a room filled that had a single giant painting of the king, well a younger version of the king, that is. He was wearing the imperial robe with the crown on his head and holding a scepter and sovereign orb both made of gold.

"Wow father looks so young," Eric said.

Hadrian frowned slightly. He's explored every inch of the castle but never has he come across this secret room.

"When was this painted?" River asked feigning her curiosity.

"I believe this was his coronation painting," Hadrian replied walking closer to this painting. "I remember it being brought down by father," he said.

"It is a good painting though," she said.

"Maybe he just wants to be the only one to see his face," Eric said.

Chapter 68