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

"Why not? I will even let you drink some of my blood!"

"That is prohibited by my contract."

"Then why don't you just show me!!"

Sitting a short distance away, Mark watched as a petite girl pestered a taller one in a maid's uniform to show her something. The sight was a little adorable and he would've enjoyed it at any other time. Right now, however, he wasn't in the mood for any of that.

The maid happened to glance in his direction, and as if a switch had been flipped, her eyes turned icier than before, sending chills rolling over his body.

The distaste she directed toward him was painful on the physical level, but there was nothing he could do to make it go away.

"Cheer up, Newbie!" A hand smacked his back forcing it to straighten. "Being gloomy won't fix anything!"

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