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 body wriggled out of its clothes and jumped on the ceiling. It evaded the bullets the soldiers are raining down on it.

It jumped on one of the soldier's shoulders and covered his face. The eleven soldiers were horrified. They immediately aim to shoot its head off. They did not care if they hit the companion whose the zombie was straddling upon. They only care this inhuman creature would turned up dead as soon as possible.

Keith studied this scene on the sideline. He can see what they see. He can alter what they witness. He can hear their silent screams and palpitating hearts. The adrenaline rush overwhelmed their they don't have time to think.

The zombie took off after the soldier it straddled on was dead. It jumped to the next and pulled the body outside.

It growled at the sight of the morning sun and seemed to gain speed.