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

"Anyway…" Mark cleared his throat with a cough and tried to get things back on track. "About giving you some of my maids, I don't think that's doable."

He explained his contract with them, and how they only answer to him. The maids provided him with much needed combat strength and it was crucial to have them by his side to ensure his progress wouldn't stall. There was also the problem with the conditions he has to meet before he's able to summon new maids. Those made it difficult to consider landing them to others, even if he wanted to.

"Can't you alter the contract or something? Include me in it?" Kanna asked.

"I'm not even sure how it works." Mark shook his head.

The mechanics of the System were a mystery. Getting access to Developer mode would might shed some light on the innerworkings, but Mark wasn't holding his breath.

This really sucks.