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

[You have defeated Neb'Elseth's desciple (Apprentice)]

A sharp gasp threw Mark into a coughing fit. Unbeknownst to him, had been holding his breath the entire time, forcing his body to move despite the harrowing actions he had to take.

He looked down at his hands and saw the red painting them and felt its warmth slowly dissipate into the air. His eyes shifted and he caught sight of the tool he had used to draw out the crimson essence.

A small knife with a modern design. Its surface should've been dark gray yet it was covered in a thick layer of red, but that didn't seem to suppress the faint glow enveloping its blade. Staring at it caused a System screen to appear. Mark pressed A on the "Yes" option and sent the item back to his inventory.

Run for the door.