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

Arlen frowned, shaking his head, "Ravi is in the hands of Phantoms, heaven knows what he was going through. What I feel really does not matter." He said, his voice taut.

"Vega. Please refrain from planting such rubbish thoughts in the mind of my young master." Elara said as she got up, she stared darkly at the hero.

Arlen couldn't care less about what the two of them were arguing about as he concentrated on the handkerchief and the map in the Tracker's hand.

"All of you, back up!" The tracker suddenly said to the crowd.

They listened and all backed up, leaving the tracker in the middle of the office. Frowning, he lit up a pipe, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of tobacco and herbs. Lisa coughed turning to Sarah.

"Is he a real tracker? He is also doing drugs in the middle of the police station, shouldn't we arrest him?" Her voice was lowered, so as not to attract any of the hero's attention.