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The rising of the prototype shield hero (revised) (Prototype x shield hero)
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  • Reads 505
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 2
  • Time 14m
Ongoing, First published Jun 06, 2022
So this is a repost of my past stories that I deleted while commiting a felony/drinking under aged so why not remake it from scratch again. a man named Y/n L/n gets isekaid from the world that he came from. A world full of heartache, trauma, and war. Y/n is a gentek junior researcher and was infected by the black light virus but after he saved everyone he  was called a terrorist because of the incident involving the leaking of a black light virus lab and black watch blaming him on the accident. 3 years after the manhattan incident He founds himself in a temple searching for a dead corpse because he saw a new strain of small pox in those corpses that he found that were researchers trying to analyse the dead corpses in the temple. A 98% mortality rate after 4 weeks. He wanted to shepard humanity. Bring them into a world where they will unify and not destroy everything around them. But when he found the bodies he found a book nearby one of the bodies and read it and the book was called the legends of the 4 heroes. He then got summoned to where the book took place. Will he survive or will he become a puppet lets found out.

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