Dark_Scholars

“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

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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.


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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.

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Disclaimer: The book cover to be taken down at owner's request.

I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

The coffee maker was a great idea, Ravi thought as he sipped what would be his third cup of coffee for the day.

"Excuse me, officer. Can I not do it? Don't force me." The middle-aged man in front of Ravi said.

Ravi did not speak to him, raising his head to give him a cold look.

The man sighed, stretching his hand to prick his finger with the pin that Ravi had given him before letting the red blood drop on the machine on the table.

Ravi looked at the reader and looked at him, "You can go." There was no reaction, he really fainted.

Ravi picked up the phone, "Draco, we have another one." He said to Draco who zoomed in and sped off with the fainted middle-aged man.

Ravi took another sip of coffee and looked at the queue outside the door, "Next!" The person who came was a beautiful woman in her late thirties, she had a scar on half of her face and a warm aura around her.

Another failed attempts