Nomanalive

How long can one ignore the voices in their head?

Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit. 

For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects. 
As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience. 

One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost.

The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him.

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Maids VS Apocalypse

Lara muttered the word as she stared at him absentmindedly. The rosy color covering her cheeks seemed to grow more prominent and she couldn't bring herself to meet his gaze for long.

'Ah, this is going to be troublesome…'

The calm and stoic Lara was acting all shy as she struggled to make a request. The sight was too adorable, so much so that Mark had to look away and cover the smile creeping on his face.

'Calm down, damn it!' He yelled inwardly. 'This is a serious matter!'

Mark thought his words thoroughly and glanced at the silver-haired maid.

"I don't know the exact amount, but I can try giving you some of my blood from time to time. That way we can learn how much you need and create a schedule for when to give it to you."

The Bite.