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: There are two things you need to know.

Just so you wouldn't be caught off guard.]

Mark stopped slamming his fingers on the digital keyboard, leaving a half-written message in the small box at the bottom of the screen.

[Friend: First of all, The Complete Dimensional Collapse is much closer than you think.

You should get to Amberwood in the next two days.]

Right away the time the countdown accelerated returned to Mark as well as when Natalie explained that it represents the integrity of the Dimensional Border. He didn't need Friend to explain more to him as he instantly understood that the invisible partition between worlds was going to suffer a devastating blow, enough for the remaining time to be cut in half.

Once this world is swallowed by the Underworld there was no telling if it would be possible to locate Amberwood in it, and that's if the entire city wasn't scattered in the process.

Interrogator.