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

Opening his eyes, the first thing Zhang Tianmu noticed was the filter that turned everything within sight green. That was enough for him to understand his current situation, but instead of calming him down it unleashed his rage in the form of Soul Pressure.

The disciples outside were alerted of his waking. In a matter of seconds the medical pod he was floating in was drained of the green healing liquid and scalding water rained from above cleansing his body from anything that stuck to it.

Steam surrounded his chiselled body when he stepped out of the machine. Ten maidens rushed over and began wiping him from top to bottom then began dressing him up and styling his hair. Once he was back in his proper Priest attire, Zhang Tianmu finally retracted his pressure, and though none of the servants showed it they were all relieved that nothing gruesome happened so far.

Your days are numbered.