A protagonist not worth writing about.

The day was beautiful day, the sky was clear the clouds were fluffy and the birds were chirping. But something was off, something strange was happening. Our protagonist wasn't waking up at a early time to continue his days of sleep deprivation. As he slept and slept his time to watch anime was slipping away and at a certain point his internal clock of weebness awakened him.

"Yawwwn" Stretching he got up to wash up and start his day.

"Guess I gotta head to work" He mumbled to himself putting his suit on. Grabbing his phone and wallet he left his home for his workplace the greatest workplace in the world the office. Heading out into the morning sun he walked the salary man walk to get to the train station.

Our friend the protagonist having arrived at the train station saw a mystical opportunity a girl was trapped on the tracks with the train about to arrive with seemingly no one concerned, remembering all the lessons that the great isekai's had taught him he jumped and pushed her up and off the floor now in the way of the train getting hit hard he died.

But luckily for him this was an isekai story and not an anti climatic short story, now like all isekai's death is meaningless just like in real life.

Now after his very painful death our MC awakens to a wonderful sight, a magical very cool sight, 2 large heads looking at him.