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

"Must be tough, having such a babe stuck to you but you can't make any moves on her," Franco spoke in a wistful tone. "Can't say I envy you."

"I for one am really jealous." Alex leaned back into the bench. "I would die to have such a cute maid calling me her master."

"Just to be clear, if either of you get any funny ideas, I'm killing you on the spot."

Franco and Alex exchanged looks and burst out laughing a second later.

The smoker was the first to realize what the new guy said wasn't a joke, and once he did, the smile instantly disappeared from his face.

"Calm down, brother." He held his hands up defensively. "Nobody is going after your maids."

Alex, a little slow on the take, continued to laugh for a while before shaking his head.

"I do admit she's cute but… I prefer women with bi-"

That blockhead.