Thirty thousand Japanese players log into Elder Tales' twelfth expansion and discover, mid-quest, that they are no longer wearing headsets. The MMO has become the world they live in, with their game characters as bodies and the NPCs they spent years grinding through suddenly walking around as people with names. The veteran strategist Shiroe gathers his old guild — the warrior Naotsugu, the small assassin Akatsuki — and quietly starts building the institutions thirty thousand stranded players will need to keep from killing each other before the game's mechanics can be understood again.
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