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]

(A/N: This chapter contains gore, violence, and dark psychological theme. Please read with discretion.)

The hospital building's corridors were extremely dark and gloomy. Whenever he was near, it was as if the bulbs noticed his presence. It wasn't on at first, but then it started to flicker and get brighter and brighter.

If Lucien is standing right below, the bulbs will be at its peakest bright. One time, Lucien decided to stop right below a bulb to test it out.

The bulb flickered, then it got brighter. As seconds passed, the familiar buzzing of overused electricity was emitted by the bulb.

With a single spark, the bulb exploded. Lucien stepped aside to avoid the pieces of glass raining down on him.

Around him, he heard somebody giggle. It was coming from a man, but the voice is too high-pitched. The air around Lucien started to get colder as seconds passed. It was enough to freeze one's breath.

Twisted