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]

The door is not that strong as the defense. He had killed a fair number of zombies, but they just kept coming.

Their sheer numbers are like a tidal wave. They compact together as if their limbs are connected. Their bloody hands keep reaching out and shaking the flimsy cabinet door. Trying to break through and devour the living human behind it.

Lucien was contemplating what he was supposed to use at this moment. Should he take out the 'Draw Spear' and behead these zombies? Or use the Infinite Cloak to make himself invisible?

At that moment, the door to the last room opened. Lucien saw from the crevice of the cabinet door a man in his thirties, staring with a horrified expression at the swarm of zombies.

Lucien clicked his tongue in annoyance. What the fuck is he still doing? Standing there like a gawking ostrich, can't he see it's the perfect time to escape?

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