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

"We might end up in a big fight after this," Ramsay added. "We can't afford to carry dead weight beyond this point."

Mark's immediate reaction was to retort but no words left his open mouth. After some time he heaved a long sigh and shook his had.

"Please tell me you aren't being serious right now."

The sergeant didn't reply, his silence saying everything that needed to be said.

"Let me ask you a question, then," Mark gave him a mocking glare. "Do you seriously think that nothing will happen if I stay here?"

"Those bastards already swiped this floor. I doubt they'll return."

"That's not what I meant! I'm asking you whether it's truly possible for me to stay out of trouble!"

It was impossible, that's what Mark believed. Even if he were to disregard the ridiculous idea that he was the protagonist of a novel, something told him that he would end up in trouble one way or another.

Plan.