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"I can't describe how I feel, it's hard to put into words. A fatal mistake, on my part and mine alone. A secret past, which I had no idea about. Everything is being turned on its head, and I'm being tossed back and forth like I'm on a rocking boat on a tough sea voyage. Who do you trust? Who do you abandon? This is a decision, and more will branch off it. More and more, twisting out of control. A tornado of more and more pain and destruction that I can't handle. All because of that stupid, stupid game." Kieran Webb is an average fourteen year old, who has a craving for the digital fantasies most commonly known as video games. A new game has just been released? He's already bought it, and played it. When a strange parcel arrives in the mail, revealing a brand new unseen game, with a console to go with it, he jumps at the chance to play. He shares it with all those who'll listen, and be willing to have a look. This, of course, leads to unimaginable chaos. Who said gamers weren't heroes?
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