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In a world where there are more worlds than your own.
Where there are 12 more versions of you in another 12 dimensions
They are called parallels
Your parallel’s are like your siblings 
There is no greater bond than one between parallels
But any bond can be broken
Children at the age of 17 are driven through a crucial test.
They are put against their Parallels.
With 13 Parallels from one of the 13 dimensions
7 Parallel families are tested each week 
91 people 
3 tests 
One for strength
One for intelligence and logic
And one for a future
You are ranked from the strongest to weakest
For Evanlyn Coolers the test means happiness for the rest of her life
but a little luck may give her a life she never dreamed of
Or will she encounter obstacles she 
Has never known
Face challenges she never even knew
Existed
Will she become what society wants?
What her friends and family want?
Or will she choose her own unique path?
No matter how blood thirsty 
Dangerous and inhuman it is.
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