phoenixhyperion

Lucien Blake is a twenty six years old shut in otaku. He live his life reading novels, watching animes, eating and staring at computer all day. One day he went out to buy his favorite chicken lunch box meal at the nearest convenience store. But a robber came in and decided to rob the store. Without knowing why or what for, the robber shot him in the chest before running away. 

Can his life as shut in otaku get any worse?   

A series of beeps flooded his head, forcing him to wake up. When he open his eyes he found himself in another world very much like his own. Except for one thing. His beloved protagonist from his favorite anime is staring at him face to face. A notif pop into his head saying,

[Dear host, find and help the protagonist escape his fate of getting killed. Help him in his mission of eliminating the demons. Points will be added. Failure to do so will result to deduction. Zero points will lead to your death. Good luck.]

Lucien was left no choice but to adapt to his life as a mob character, helping the protagonist pave his path into greathood. It was all good at first, if you count off the number of times he has to pick up his butt running away from hideous creatures drooling after his flesh, his life being protected from protagonist halo was awesome. 

That is until.... the protagonist pushed him down to bed.
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Force to protect the Male Lead [BL]

"Mom!" One of the girls screamed at her mother's twitching body, collapsing on the ground. Her mother's eyes are dilated. The other couples rushed in to help.

"Mom! What's wrong with my mom?" The girl went hysterical. She tightly clasped her sister's elbow as the other hugged her closer to her chest.

The two brothers also went in to see. But before they could step in, the crisp sound of bone breaking erupted into the still night. The sound was followed by another. By the time the snapping of bones stopped, everyone present screamed in horror.

They saw the mother of the girl lying with her arms and legs twisted at an unnatural angle. They began to hysterically jump back, anxious about their surroundings. All of them could swear no one touched or broke her bones. It was logically impossible for the woman herself to break her bone by twisting it that way.

The friend