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]

Lucien really wanted to pass out from the pain. But what can he do? He had already reached that stage before. Back then, it was far worse since he was literally cut up to be sacrificed.

Compared to that, this is nothing.

Lucien was lying on the ground, shivering from the rapid loss of blood from his hands. Because of his shot leg, Keith was immobile. Alicia is also down. Lucien is  contemplating what Keith is thinking.

The look in his eyes is not that of someone who is in crisis. It was cold malice. The same look he wore when Lucien and Keith first met. Lucien can't forget the evil smile he wore when he made those five thieves kill themselves.

What was Lucien supposed to do now? Lie down and wait? Yeah, maybe he should. He was a weak, scaredy cat who trembled in fear just by seeing extreme violence.

"Euurghh." Lucien clutched his palms closer to his chest. He groaned a little loud for everyone to hear.

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