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]

Aiden ignored the commotion unfolding in front of him and stared at his terminal.

He was about to select the surveillance that shows his precious wife sleeping face when one of the barriers he set up alerted him.

The slender and pale finger that raised stopped in midair.

"Oh?" In the quiet throne room that was still filled with deep dark cold demonic aura that had been frozen and sharpened, Aiden's rigid indifferent cold voice traveled through.

And every low demons who heard him speak instantly stiffen.

"Looks like some rats had entered the monthly event."

"Haha." This cold and indifferent laugh can make anyone's hair stand up to its tip. The lowly demons immediately rushed to stand at the side and bowed their heads.

The temperature dropped to several degrees without warning. Deep darkness welled up from the frozen demonic aura physical form, it spread across the throne room, swallowing all the sources of light.

Aiden (2)