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]

He laid back on his swivel chair and said, "Well, since you already know about us, we'll tell you why we're here. It is the 'Player's Association' job to look after you lot. To make sure you got what it takes to be players and assess whether you are ready to adapt the unimaginable monsters you meet in the survival trials and games. We don't want to send a bunch of nervous chicks who are unprepared for this thing."

"Look, I know you did not want this. None of us do. But our world is dead. We are in different world now. This is their territory. We are just the foreigners. If we want to live, we have to adapt to their rules." He raised his thick brow.

"And I think you all know what are their rules."

"Play." Somebody in the audience spoke.

"Correct. Play. That's how we survive in here. Play."

He clicked a button in front of him and the area surrounding the platform they are standing on started to change.

Simulation test (2)