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]

"Mm, alright." Victor amiably agreed. One of his comrades, who had been quiet since earlier, took a seat for him to sit while the rest were standing.

Lucien stared at each of their faces. He recalled seeing them on that live video feed he and Aiden watched on the first floor.

"Can you fill me in on what happened with you and Sir Dan on the third floor?"

Misha rubbed his left eye using his right palm and said, somewhat bored.

"Like what I wrote on the report, me and Sir Dan were on our way to the third floor when we saw that a dark miasma filled the entire area with demonic energy. We hurriedly responded and saw that every member of the Player's Association was lying on the ground, unconscious. We checked their condition and verified they were still breathing. There wasn't a trace of external injury, so I conclude they were knocked out on purpose."

Demon puppet