Chapter 1 - The Creator

Four hours of sleep; Would I be tired in Game? I had so many questions, but not enough patience. Was it worth "sleeping" under the street lights the night before? I was about to find out.

Link Start!

I was then greeted by a simple but effective Log-In screen. I proceeded to enter my Gamer Tag: Eron Clash.

I spawned in what seemed to be a large town's plaza. A large clock tower collided with my field of view as I struggled to see over the dense skyline into the landscape beyond.

After my rejection from the beta program, I was relieved that I could have the luxury of being one of the first consumers of Sword Art Online and, to top off these new and exciting accomplishments, I was able to secure a copy for my friends Kurt and Taiken.

Speak of the Devils; I heard a familiar voice call my real name.

I approached Kurt and Taiken noticing that they had used some of their starting cor to buy a pair of meat pies.

"Kurt, you know I'm Eron here." I muttered frustratingly under my breath.

He was too busy stuffing his face to properly acknowledge me but it was something like, "Whatever, Mr. Clash".

The night before the three of us had agreed to go grind a little before the initial resources were drained.

I raised my sword waited for the glow and familiar charging sound; then I thrusted, completely off mark; missing all but it's leg. In the back of my mind I couldn't help but wonder whether another weapon would better suit me.

Just as I was about to target another boar,Kurt and I were startled by loud scream

We saw Taiken's avatar disconnect. Oddly though his avatar dissipated into light blue shards as if he had died in game.

Still flustered from the loud screech, I walked over to Kurt, "What was that," I asked him, "that couldn't have been normal." He nodded in agreement and stated, "I will log off and check if everything is alright."

I began to say, "Probably just a weird gli-" When I was interrupted by Kurt, "Hey, where is the logout button?"

In disbelief I opened my menu, he was right, no logout button. "Something weird is going on with the servers," I was quickly losing my cool, "hopefully they will be cleared soon."

Instantly we were all teleported into the same plaza we started in. The rising sound of confused voices was the least of our worries.

There was silence among the crowd, when a single red hexagon appeared in the sky. From the original one spread many; all displaying some sort of error.

A blood like substance began to flow and proceeded to congeal into a floating figure. The faceless being revealed himself as Akihiko Kayaba, the creator.

He went on to explain that we were trapped in the game. He said that if any player's nervegear was removed from their unconscious bodies, their brain would be destroyed.

Taiken crossed my mind, the shards; the scream. I stared into the mirror that had just appeared and watched helplessly as my newly revealed blue eyes filled with tears. I was shaking from the bottom of my leather shoes to the top of my red head.

I blocked out the rest of everything the creator said. I couldn't think, I had to go, I had to run.

As soon as the force fields were removed from the entrances I did exactly that. I didn't stop until I couldn't go any further.

I couldn't be contained by a game. This couldn't be real, when would I wake up?