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'If you would have said that there was another ''universe'' which you would stay one hour in just to try and kill off others I would not have believed any of it. That is, till right now...'
Kanda Sayaka, a normal 17-year senior high school student in Japan is placed with 12 others in another universe called Zenith. This wouldn't naturally be a problem either if it wasn't a killing game nor could this affect your life on Earth.
But next to that there is something else going on that gives the 13 participants have a ''connection'' of some sort: they all play the game Nadir: Save the school! The game is about users trying to kill zombies to save the school, and a pretty popular game at that. It is also the reason why there are many servers with many users.
Now comes the catch: the 13 characters all play the same game, even more in Zenith they actually are their in-game characters.
How will the 13 participants cope, knowing that they are in another universe, knowing that they are in a killing game as their in-game characters from Nadir, and most importantly: how will they cope knowing they are actually connected and could be closer to them than they think....
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