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

Ravi looked around the shop, they were mostly selling bedding. He could always transform the bedding but with the 8000 dollars in his bank account, he wanted to splurge.

"What is your favorite color?" Ravi asked as he pulled a shopping cart trolley.

Asher looked at him and shook his head, "They don't have it." His favorite color was gray with flecks of gold. Maybe he did a favorite color, he had two and those two must be mixed for it to be his favorite.

Ravi cocked his head, how rare must the color be, "What is your second favorite color?"

"Gray." Asher replied immediately.

Ravi raised an eyebrow, "Gray?" What teenager likes such a color?

"Don't you think it is a little boring?"

Asher shook his head, "It is not boring at all. It is beautiful and it is safe."

Safe? Ravi did not understand that particular word in connection to gray but he did not question it.

Shopping