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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I Am Tired Of Being A Hero

He pulled Ravi into a hug, wrapping his arms around Ravi as he took in a deep breath of him to relax, "Thank you! I signed an NDA so I can't talk about it but thank you for worrying about me, Ravi. I am so stressed."

It was as if all the burdens on his shoulders slowly melted away. As if fresh air had been breathed into his being, the tension in his heart loosened. It was a strange feeling but at this moment, Arlen noted, it was actually familiar.

He was not sure when but he always felt more relaxed around Ravi. He traced up Ravi's back, caressing it as if tenderly stroking an extremely precious treasure.

"Better now?" Ravi's throat felt as if it was burned, and the words were light, weightless as if carried by a single exhale. He could not bear it, he could not beat Arlen touching him like that. His restraint and his self-control were being more of a facade each passing moment.

When Arlen's heart moved