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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)

If Luke didn't have Tim sleeping next to him, he would have thought he was dreaming.

Nk, they didn't have sex, after a short kissing session plus feeding. Luke slept off early.

He pokes Tim's cheek, who opened his eyes almost immediately.

"Is that how you say good morning to your boyfriend?" Tim asked teasingly.

"That's the best you are getting out of me," Luke replied sarcastically.

"What are you doing?" Chin said innocently when they were close to kissing. They quickly separated from each other and saw her standing watching them.

"How long have you been standing there?" Luke asked.

"Fifteen minutes," Chin replied. "I was waiting for you to wake up to deliver this letter from the guards from the city," she said holding up a scroll.

Luke scrambled out of bed, nearly tripping on the blanket as he stood up. Chin hands him the letter.

Chapter 95