((Something I've had stuck in my mind for a long time now. Its been stuck in my head ever since I've played and beaten some of the games from the the mega ten series and watched sword art online. I'm actually surprised nobody has actually attempted a crossover like this yet seeing as how compatible both series mythos are. Here it is the Between Order and Chaos!))
A dark haired young man wearing a dark trench coat woke up on a golden chair. The first thing he noticed was that he was in a world with nothing but white all around. It was silent and calm. There was nothing out there It devoid of any life or signs of life. He didn't know how he ended up there. In fact he couldn't remember who he was at this very moment.
"Hello! Is anybody there." The young teen called out. "Where am I. Well..." His voice trailed off. "I guess a better question would be who am I."
"Don't you remember Kirito"
The young teen who was apparently called Kirito turned around. He was greeted by the sight of a man with silver hair and white medieval armor. He was carrying a tower shaped shield and a heavy sword was sheathed and around his back.
"Is that my name..." Kirito asked the man in the white coat.
"That depends. How does that name feel?" The man in heavy medieval style white armor responded. Kirito paused and frowned. He knew that it was a name he used. But he knew it wasn't his true name either.
"Its a nice name but I feel like that isn't my name. Speaking of names who are you?"
"Heathcliff."
"That name. It sounds familiar. But part of me can tell that isn't your true name either."
"Your right." Heathcliff responded. He gave another cryptic smile . "You and I have known each other for a while."
"Were we friends?"
"Something like that." Heathcliff responded. "I am your guide for the duration of your stay here. As for your identity; That is something you'll find out do soon."
"Soon? Why don't you tell me now?" Kirito replied confusedly. "Besides, where exactly am I?"
"This is a place where worlds are born and reborn. A place where anything is possible so long as one has the will. A place where worlds can created."
"A place to create worlds?" Kirito repeated confusedly
Heathcliff smiled his cryptic smile. Kirito hated cryptic smiles. He didn't understand why though. Nonetheless, Heathcliff is the only one to provide him with answers. Therefore, he let Heathcliff continue his explanation without interruption.
"Anybody with the potential can come here to create a new world. People with the desire and potential normally come here to create their own vision of an ideal world." Heathcliff explained. Kirito frowned, mulling that titbit of information.
"Is that why I'm here. To create a new world?"
"You do have the desire and the will. Your being here is evidence of that. Unfortunately, whenever someone comes into this world their memories of their life outside of this world are erased. Its just the nature of this world. Nothing can be done about it I'm afraid." A large grey mirror materialized in a space right above Heathcliff's head. Kirito looked curiously at it and its reflection of him. "It is fortunate that we have this mirror. This mirror is a window into your life before you came here. Your past and your present. Looking into this mirror will allow you to understand what kind of world you want to create. Now lets take a look an-" He went silent quickly and gave Kirito a puzzled look. Two more large mirrors materialized around Heathcliff. One was black and the other was white. Both reflected a very different image of the dark haired young man. In the black mirror, he is shirtless, very lean, yet muscular man with glowing tattoos. He was wearing dark pants and a sword and its sheath strap around his body. His face wearing a blood thirsty smile.
In the white mirror, he was wearing a white coat instead of a black one. There was a red cross marked on the back of his white coat and the expression this Kirito was completely opposite of the one the black coat one had. It was stoic,cold and completely unreadable.
"Isn't this interesting. It seems you've been here before. Its a rare case; To have a person with the potential to come here not once but twice. It must mean you really weren't satisfied with the second world you created."
"I've created two worlds?" Kirito repeated quietly. This whole situation was still confusing. His main attention was now drawn to the fact that the two mirrors reflected very different images of him.
"Regardless, You'll have to create another world. That is why your here. To do that, you must change some part of your past in your original life and to change a part of your past you must look into the grey mirror and decide what changes you want.
"Can't I just go back to my world and regain my memories." Kirito interrupted. "I don't like it here. Its empty..."
"You came here for a reason. You can't go back until you've fulfilled that reason."
"And how do I that?"
"By influencing the choices you make in your past. When the moment comes and you have a specific world you want to create; You must find an event, a juncture, a point where the metaphorical road splits. You'll see different paths. It is up to you to decide what path you are to take. When that happens you must whisper into your past self's subconscious mind and based on what you say to your past self it will walk the road you want it to.
"Whispering into my past self's mind actually spawns a new world?" Kirito asked skeptical.
"Why yes. Tell me have you ever heard of the concept of Parallel universes.
"You mean stuff like alternate dimensions."
Heathcliff nodded "For every decision or groups of decisions we make in our life time another world is born where the other choice is made. Every choice no matter how insignificant spawns a new world. Are you following me so far?"
"You've kind of lost me."
"Don't worry you'll understand soon enough. For now lets take a look into the mirror of your past and see what new world you've wanted to create. I also suggest you study the other two mirrors and see what is it about them that causes you to return here. If can learn from those maybe the third world you create will be the one you truly wished for.
A white table materialized in front Heathcliff and another golden chair appeared. The golden chair that appeared though seemed more like a throne then a chair as it was twice the size of Kirito's and sporting jewels of every variety. The large grey mirror shrunk into the size an average sized book and then slowly placed itself on the white table.
"Well then. Shall we begin?"
Kirito nodded pulling his seat closer to the mirror, his eyes gazing first his reflection and that reflection became something more the image on the mirror became distorted. It was like watching a T.V unscramble the distorted signal it was receiving. It took a couple of minutes before the image became clear.
What he saw in the mirror was another young man walking out of the school dressed in his summer uniform: A white button short sleeve shirt and dark pants. Kirito watched as this young man that was him and at the same time not him go and meet his friends...