"Ahhhhhhhh" ! I screamed as I felt my head being throbbed back and forth, my brain turning into mush. " Whats going on ?! " I yelled at the top of my lungs to myself, yet somehow expecting an answer from someone. My scream was cut off by a whoosh of bright light engulfing the world that was once pure white with absolutely zero color. I fell on the ground and laid there blinded from the flash of light that had burned through my light brown eyes. I struggled to balance myself as I rose to a standing position, feeling as if I had consumed too many bottles of liquor the night before. " What is this place ?" My eyes darting rapidly in amazement at what lies before me. As i begin to take a step forward, a panel suddenly appears in front of me. I glance at the panel perplexed as a male's voice echoes inside my ears. " Welcome to Sword Art Online, I am Kayaba Akihiko the creator of SAO. SAO is not simply a game, it is a virtual experience that is unlike anything you have witnessed before. I have strived to make this to be the best possible adventure for those who are new and those who are returning. I hope you all enjoy the game, good luck out there. The voice ceased and my ears were once filled with the relaxing upbeat nature of the environment again. However something Kayaba said sounded off to me, the word returning. " Returning ? " My mind still puzzled by this statement, " This game has been in development for years, no one has been able to get their hands on it" I said baffled. I decided to not pay to much attention to it, as it was probably a minor detail. I made my way over to the now flashing panel in front of me. There were a set of instructions listed in a tutorial format, categorizing steps in order. Choose your name was the first step which should have been pretty obvious. I proceeded to type in my full name when an error message appeared across the screen. " Too many characters, ok no big deal" I said calmly realizing something like this could happen. I erased my last name and pressed enter, confident that it would suffice. The same error message appeared on the panel once again. " What kind of bullcrap is this ?! " I yell angrily which frightened the nearby rabbits who were in the pastures. " Sorry " I apologize to them,fully knowing that they were incapable of understanding my remorse. I pause to think for a suitable name that would be short enough. Unfortunately, my mind drew a blank which always happens when I am required to depend on it for situations such as these. However, I when I glanced at my watch to see the time, I noticed a name engraved on it : Rick. Immediately, my mind brought me back to the memories of my mom. She had given me this watch for my birthday along with my nickname. " I thought you might like it" she smiled at me gently as she watched me tear open my present in excitement. " Thanks mom " I enter my nickname in the panel with a more positive attitude. The panel now read : name chosen Rick, is this ok ? I confirmed the choice as I glanced over at the next step. " Choose your weapon " I read already thinking about my choice, knowing it would be extremely important. The panel had various selections to choose from ranging from swords to battleaxes to bow and arrows and even more complicated weaponry. I gleamed in excitement seeing all the unique equipment before my eyes. I scanned over the weapons until my eyes fell upon one particular sword that I felt was calling to me. The sword was bronze with a red cross emblem at the very top; it was simple, but seemed very effective in battle which was my kind of sword. I selected the bronze sword and immediately it appeared out of thin air, which then neatly fell into my open hand. I took a couple of practice swings, which proved that while it was a good weapon, I needed practice : lots of practice. I finally came down to the last step which was choose your gear and selected a white overcoat to compliment my blue jeans and white t-shirt. I had also decided to purchase arm gauntlets as a method of basic protection. I was finally ready to face the world of Sao and ultimately complete the game. Suddenly I heard a high pitched scream in the distance. I turned my head to see what the commotion was when I noticed a red haired adult male wearing a red bandana running as fast as his scrawny legs could carry him. I was tempted to laugh at the sight, but since I was a new player, I didn't want to make any enemies, so I refrained. The man began to move in my direction panting and yelling at the same time. " What the hell is wrong with this guy ? " I mummered to myself, " I hope everyone in this game is not like this " I state, now noticing how close the red haired male is to me. He crashes into me, thrusting me to the floor. " Well this is awkward " I remarked, but the man was already regaining his balance and was about to be off again. " Hold on a second " I grab his hand as he tries to escape. " Let me go! " he yells desperately trying to free himself from my grasp. " Why ? why are running and screaming like a maniac ? " I questioned curiously. " Bbbb- Boar ! " was all he managed to yell as he screamed in terror. " You're running from a pig ? " I scoffed thinking he was joking " what did you do ? tell him how bacon is made ? " I laughed hysterically not even bothering to attempt to contain myself. The male didn't even bother to reply to my comment, he simply broke loose from my grasp and continued to run, tripping over himself in the process. I continued to laugh as I fell to the ground crying. " What a loser, glad to see i'm not the biggest noob here " I howl as I lay on the grass punching the ground. Snort ! I immediately stop laughing and slowly turn around to see what made the noise. A muscular, livid, red eyed boar stands before me; my smile is turned into a scared stiff expression. The wild pig clamps his hooves against the ground, ready to charge. " That can't be good " I gulped fearfully to afraid to even move a muscle. The boar sprang forward with surprising speed ready to trample me.