Ava suspects the apocalypse is actually a video game. Nobody else seems to notice.

She's trapped, forced to fight for her life against bizarre opponents: mutant cyborgs, a thriving slave trade, and colossal mecha-dragons.

Part of her worries she's simply going insane, but as she embraces violence she gains power and abilities.

And it's just so damn fun.

Suddenly the question isn't as simple as: is the game the reason she's excited for her next kill?

It's more like: what if it isn't?

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