"Through every dark night, there´s a bright day after that. So no matter how hard it get, stick your chest out, keep ya head up... and handle it."
-Tupac
Prologue
Confinement.
The most accurate word I could use ot describe it.
The death game; SAO, this virtual platform, was supposed to be the world's first ever VRMMORPG where you could actually live and play your character instead of seeing him run around on some random, old fashioned flat screen. Supposed to be.
But on that day, the very day every single one of the slightly more than 6,000 remaining players trapped inside has engraved in their memories; this fantasy world came to an end. What was reborn was a death trap.
Fighting for your life. That was the main focus on the majority of the players inside. But aside from that, for me, it also had something else; something people might not think of, but it meant living that impossible fantasy life that couldn't be realized in the real world; and I understood it right away.
This was something that grew and mesmerized me. The very factor that could mean our deaths was also... a factor that could make me feel spirited. A certain feeling of inspiration and awe, it felt great.
But it's not that I didn't care about what was happening in the real world or seeing death face-to-face; no, I thought about the real world every day; family and friends. They were probably counting on me, so I just couldn't let them down.
There was just a simple reason; I like taking the opportunities that life gives me, and this was just another one of them; one that I would fulfill and try to enjoy, even with these deadly rules…