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

The morning light streamed in through the window and as Arlen rolled his hips, his morning wood brushed against delicious warm skin.

Ravi lay beside him, his slender body, all taut muscles, and skin glowed in the morning light. His body was littered with various red and dark pink marks, bites and Arlen lowered his head, the tip of his ears had turned a fetching red.

Was he some kind of dog? He traced his finger to the litany of red tooth marks on Ravi's neck, there was an overwhelming feeling of rightness coursing through him. He grinned, it was like a rush of serotonin since it made him smile like an idiot.

Ravi's sleepy mumble sounded in his ears. "Hm?" It was the kind of noise only a lover would hear. Intimate. Soft. Sweet.

He could still, and very vividly so, picture just how beautiful Ravi had looked last night writhing beneath him. His low groans and the way he had screamed, echoed in his mind and Arlen shivered a little.

The morning after