I put on the Nervegear and loaded the game, doing the sensor checks that popped up. Then a blinding light flared and I was standing in a white room.
"Welcome to ALfheim Online. Please enter your name and gender," a computerized voice said to me. I typed "Zycron" into the terminal that appeared and tapped the M that stood for male. After I hit okay a new terminal appeared. "Please choose your race of fairie. Try to choose the one that most fits you."
"Hmm... there's so many races..." I thought out loud, "it's hard to choose but..." I scrolled to the Imp, looking at the purple hair "purple hair, huh? And they seem to be fast fighters... I'll pick this one."
As soon as I hit "Confirm", the voice spoke again. "You have chosen Imp. Your appearance will be chosen at random, and our will be transported to your home town in Imp territory. Is this okay?" I hit "Confirm" once more and was warped out of the room. Wen I opened my eyes I was standing in a market square between two teleport gate archs similar to the ones in Aincrad. I had a sudden strange notion and opened the item menu. "What the-? An error?! But how?" I scrolled through my items desperately, hoping at least one survived the strange transfer of data that happened. In the sea of errors that my inventory was, only one item had survived: my personal forged sword from Aincrad. "You have got to be kidding me."
"Zycron? Is that you?" I turned at this question to see an Undyne nearby, recognizable from her blue hair. I blinked, remembering her voice. "Lillian?"
She smiled. "Glad to see you got my package, Zycron. Seems like the Shades of Peace are united once again."