While the Gods were making preparations for Ragnarok, one God in particular that many don't remember, as well as one of the few who was against humanity's destruction, decided that humanity of todays age should also be allowed to witness their historical figures and ancestors fight for their survival. The heroes of the next generation, along with their families, Pro-heroes, Teachers, Goverment Officials, and Villains, both alive and deceased, are all about to observe the battles that will decide mankinds fate, and the events that happened in between, first hand in dramatic fashion.
*In case it wasn't obvious, any images used in this fic does not belong to me and are found throughout the internet.
❝The way you're looking at me right now
makes me wonder where you want me.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s6
─ SLOW-burn, angst, some spice
─ frequent updates!!
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