A grief novel wearing a LitRPG costume, Crawler, and the most psychologically honest book on this shelf. Heavy, dense, brilliant, complete. Mind the content warnings — it does not flinch, and neither should you.
A teenager who lost his best friend wakes in a fantasy world assembled from every D&D campaign they ever ran together — and starts to suspect someone is running this game on purpose. Rational-fiction at its most psychologically honest; the System classifies this as a grief novel wearing a LitRPG costume, and means it as the highest compliment.
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