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Force to protect the Male Lead [BL]

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. _______________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday

phoenixhyperion · LGBT+
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443 Chs

Instance Game

Zone 2, IG10?

Lucien scratched his head in confusion. He press the word that says press here. It reroute him to the panel in the bottom right.

It was a location, just like the words say. It was closer than he expected. The current place he was in is called 'North Street' at the city of 'Zone 2'. And if he get out of the North Street, in the right corner he will see the supermarket. Beside it, that's where this IG10 aka Instance Game 10 is located.

The namings and numbering has changed. Lucien stretch his hand in the air to call for his weapons but it never came. His space shoot, draw spear and invincible cloak, it all vanished in a blink of an eye.

This was the unsettling feeling he had last night. Somewhere deep down, he already knew it's gone. But having a gut feeling and verifying it are two different things.