ShineCrail Online
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Dawson Nightingale, a 16 year old trying out the new and insanely-popular Virtual MMORPG ShineCrail Online, will come to learn that not only is the game a source of fun and entertainment, but also serves as a torture device and death trap when the creator traps the players in the Virtual Reality, with the only ways out being death in the game (which spells death in real life), or completing the game by defeating the final boss.
But is there more to this torture device of a game than Dawson is aware of?
In a series of unfortunate events, Dawson is thrown into a fight against a corrupt terrorist organization that hopes to use the game's software to achieve a global takeover of all V-Gear users, and must work with unlikely allies if he is to succeed.
Playing the game was just the first step. Now Dawson must persevere to save two worlds.
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