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]

The Plotter let out a heavy sigh and slumped back into his chair.

"Okay, don't send the team then." He said with a resigned tone. "Such a pity, he would have more concentrated soul essence to me when he's complete...."

"But, can't be too greedy. Let's not. I'm patient."

The Plotter is so immersed in his own monologue that Raine feels he's no longer needed to stand next to the Plotter.

He was about to leave when the Plotter stopped him.

"I will let you decide what to do with him." The Plotter lazily nodded in the direction of the screen, showing Lucien struggling to stand at his own two feet.

"I have no use of him. And I do not want to recall him back to my space, Aiden's main soul might sense him and will try to break free."

"Normally I will destroy a useless puppet soul once he has done his purpose but..." The Plotter's steady gaze landed on Raine. "But you seem to be fond of him, right?"

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