System Destroy The Protagonist Halo [BL]

Prologue

Someone Speaking: "Hello"
Someone thinking: 'Hello'
Talking to the system: 'Hello'
System Talking: "Hello"
System Thinking: 'Hello'

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Pale slender fingers gently traced over the white snow underneath them. The male's fingers continued to reach until he found the thing it was looking for. A handcrafted, beautiful flute painted entirely white with soft gray accents. It was by no means new in fact, it was the first instrument in which he created.

Despite the age, it looked as gorgeous as it was when it was first created. The male gently grabbed the flute before slowly bringing it up to his pale lips. He played ever so beautifully and yet, the song would bring tears to any who heard it. It wasn't a happy song, it was a song that told a devastating story. So horrible that you wouldn't want to listen but you would be captivated by it to the point where you couldn't ignore the depressing melody. It was played so softly yet everyone could hear it.

No word was spoken by him yet the melody spoke so many words. Slowly the male's fingers gradually stopped moving and the song eventually ended. The male's body fell backward as his snow-white hair sprawled across the snowy bed effectively blending in with it. His hands were frozen regardless, they continued grasping the instrument in his hand. His skin completion became paler until he was almost the same color as the snow.

It was a horrific scene however it held an odd beauty in it. His black-colored eyes watched as the snow fell around him until finally, his vision darkened completely. On this day, Shuhei Ishii died once again, doing the thing he loved the most. His death will be mourned by billions and his name will be remembered for generations to come. Any normal person would be terrified over their death however, Shuhei wore a peaceful and contempt smile on his face.

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In a vast space between heaven and hell, a sleeping figure could be seen on a king-sized bed. The pure white covers only complemented the male's delicate looks. The male shifted before slowly opening his eyes to reveal beautiful violet eyes faded to a blueish-gray producing a breathtaking sight. His peach blossom eyes were naturally hazy and narrowed with long black lashes fanning his face giving him a lazy yet alluring look. Once he woke up Shuhei Ishii unconsciously licked his plump peachy pink lips. Just looking at them would make you wanna kiss, bite, and suck the poor things until they were swollen red. Sitting up he looked around with a pointed yet careless look, seemingly searching for something.

As soon as Shuhei Ishii met the other's eyes his lazy look turned in an instant cold, and the atmosphere around him changed. The latter shivered heavily and struggled to regain his composure. Shuhei Ishii observed the other male quietly as he continued staring at him. He had long silver hair that grazed the floor slightly. He had peach blossom grayish silver eyes with long, not as long as Shuhei's, silver lashes that gave him a pure and innocent look. His lips were plump with a pink color and had a natural pouty look to them. He looked like the definition of a white lotus and had the personality to match it. Anyone else who saw him would have probably fallen for him instantly because of his undeniable beauty.

However, underneath his white lotus mask was a disgustingly repulsive being that altered the worlds he was in and caused him to be killed constantly no matter what world it was. This male was also Shuhei's system that he met when he died the first time, who he learned was named 'Fujita Sora'. When he first met him he immediately saw through his act and held a dislike to the system. As an actor and musician in his first life, he could immediately tell when someone was putting on an act. He confirmed his suspicion when the system tried seducing him while playing dumb to it.