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

Once Lara was done listing the three cases that would lead to the contract ending, Mark repeated them in his mind a few times. His brows came together in a contemplative look, and a hand reached up to cover his mouth. Lara found his reaction a bit overboard, and as his eyes turned to look at her she got a dreadful premonition.

"So… If I got this right…" He looked her in the eyes and spoke with utmost seriousness. "We're stuck together until death do us apart?"

The answer was yes and that's what she was about to say when the meaning behind the question revealed itself, causing her eyes to widen for an instant before lowering into an icy glare.

"That is absolutely false." She replied.

She sent chills rolling over his skin and Mark almost apologized for misinterpreting what she said. But he didn't do it. He didn't give up on the joke no matter how scared he got.

"Hey, all I'm saying is that this contract makes it sound like we're married."

We Are Not.