I’ve never wanted more than to be awake and untrapped within the physics of this body and be physically transported into that realm, just to play the fucking Warcross game…. It’s iconic and also the allegory for the emotional experience of existence for every gamer and it now offically joins quidditch and exy as the only three activities that have ever truly brought me joy in this unending hellscape of a life!! See, it’s like a real-time window into some alternate reality where you can transcend space and time and logic to hunt down artifacts and eliminate your foes. Warcross is actually more than a video game. tonight, I can join in with everyone else, put on my glasses, and watch magic happen. But for me and millions of others, it’s the only foolproof way to forget our troubles. Some people still say that Warcross is just a stupid game. There will be moments when you’ll be so incredibly emotional and high strung and anxious and overall bursting at the seams and moments that would feel like you’d been hit over the head with a baseball bat and then told to just forget about it. It’s action-packed, fast-paced and the equivalent of having a million clementines thrown at your body at the same time. Trust me when I say that this book will take you to surprising emotional places. And more than anything Emika has ever signed up for. A tattooed, rainbow haired, skateboarding bounty hunteress hacks into the opening ceremony of a world-wide well-known virtual game: Warcross.

See, I’m here but I’m only here because I haven’t learned how to hack myself into warcross yet.Įmika Chen.

You know when you read about a world and have those moments of warmth when you’re daydreaming about a reality that you want and wish you could make for yourself? that overwhelming urge to be a part of the story and not just read about it? Ok I’m just being dramatic but seriously…reading warcross was like this weird holiday special from the universe that I’ve never expected and that was also the goddamn best feeling in the world I want to marry it!! Marie Lu said this book was “a love letter to all favourite things” and I keep imagining a tree that died and got chopped up into tiny pieces to become stardust that will find us again after billions of years and write us a perfumed love letter dusted in golden light and signed with a kiss…in the form of this book.

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