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

[Friend: I'm guessing this isn't your first time going through this…]

Mark read the message repeatedly. Questions formed in quick succession and the order of priority became less discernible, so much so that he lost a few minutes just sorting the mess.

[Mark: Is the System messing up with my head?]

The answer to that question was obvious but he still went with it first.

[Friend: The LRGS can't harm its user.

It only hides knowledge it doesn't wish them to learn.

Knowledge that can be too dangerous in the wrong hand.]

If that response did anything, it would be to remind Mark that he had no reason to trust whoever was conversing with him through the cracked screen of his fake phone. The reason for that was how logical it sounded, almost making him take it at face value.

Discharge.