Now it begins! The real story! I hope you all like it~

Disclaimer: I do not own Sword Art Online nor do I own some of the OC'S. I was just given permission to put them in the story. Characters such as:
-Triston Waver

-Naomi Akamatsu

-Kei Hokkaido

Boots thumped over the false soil and the sound of howls and screams for help echoed throughout the forest. It burned within his mind… Those screams never ended for him… This may just be a video game, but death was still in existence. Death was something you can't avoid no matter where you were, and you don't just re-spawn anymore. He had to survive, but at the very thought he wanted to fall to the ground and continue to mumble on and on with how he couldn't. He lost his friends… His only friends in this game… He wanted to protect them, but it seemed too easy because he saw it like some kind of game…

Pushing away the leaves blocking his predicted path he huffed feeling his stamina slowly begin to fail on him. "Damn.." He mumbled before he could no longer speak due to lack of breath. He may not feel any pain, but his stamina still existed here. Throwing his head around he began to debate whether he was alone or being watched. These woods were occupied, and he knew it. But he couldn't just keep going in this condition. Seating himself down against the rough bark of a tree he raised his head to watch the false clouds above pass over and send shadows down over him concealing his existence. He wanted to cry, but he couldn't… Why couldn't he? Tucking his knees close to his chest he felt emotions rush to him all at once. He was numb.

"I can't sit here forever.." He told himself trying to pull everything together. What happened.. happened, and it was in the past. There was no going back now. Those close to him were gone, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Hachirou!"

"Get back!"

The voice replayed in his mind as if it was a broken record. Now, everything within his avatar's chest clenched together and the tears released at the corners of his eyes. He was alone, and there was nothing he could do about it. He didn't want to move on. He didn't have much more he could do. He didn't want to be alone, but it might be the only option now.

That was when he made his final vow… He would no longer grow attached to others. Attachment is only a distraction in this game, and he didn't need any distractions. He needed to focus on getting the hell out of this place. Pulling himself together he rose to his feet and examined the area thoroughly. He had heard of a certain guild residing within these woods. Well, not just any guild… The guild titled as 'Crimson Rift'…

Every sense directed to his avatar told him it was a bad idea, but he had to do it. He wasn't going to get out of here alone. Besides, the guild was quite successful if you look at it in a different perspective than others. To other players they were a guild of orange players who wanted nothing but power over others. But- to Hachirou- they just wanted to get out of the hell. Didn't everyone? The white haired boy traveled further into the woods his fingers wrapped tightly around the hilt of his sword. He moved with such caution he almost seemed as if he was insane. Sweat formed at the hairline and dripped down his forehead. He was going to try and join that guild.. even if he was to be considered a murderer...

It wasn't easy tracking down the guild. It took him a few days, maybe even more.. He lost track. In those unknown amount of days he had the chance to raise his skill sets, as well as his level set. It was that final day that a single sigh of relief released past his lips.

Silhouettes hung within the shadows and watched the intruder with pure hatred. Hachirou wasn't a fan of the looks he was receiving from them, but he stood his ground and awaited word from someone. He'd speak up, but isn't it simple? No one would dare pass into this territory unless they had a death wish.

"What do you want?" A voice finally rang out in a snap. It was rough and harsh.. It definitely belonged to a male. Hachirou opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the stranger. "You want to join, don't you?" The voice finished a small chuckle following his question.

Hachirou's nose crinkled up in confusion. "I do. What's so funny about it?" he inquired keeping his voice steady and to a respectful volume.

"I can't tell if you're stupid or actually being serious." The stranger continued remaining within the darkness.

That struck a nerve inside Hachirou. "I am being quite serious." He confirmed with a small nod. He heard a small whisper slip from the hiding spot of the patrol. Though, it wasn't a males' voice, but a females'. He bit his tongue resisted the urge to speak out once more. Silence soon invaded the area between him and the patrol. Were they even still there? He couldn't even be positive now. So, he built put he courage to speak up. "Well?"

A second chuckle erupted from the unknown amount of players. "Anxious are we?" The voice mocked. It was the same male who had spoken to him before. "I'll cut you a deal." He began watching the white haired player nod awaiting his request. "How about you come give me a hug and I'll think about it?" He finished.

The solo player was taken aback by the abrupt request. "Excuse me?" He asked his brows furrowing together. Did he think of this like some kind of joke.

"You heard me." The voice continued once more, and the male emerged from his hiding spot. That was when Hachirou could finally recognize his features. His eyes widened at the appearance of the guild member before him. "Come give me a hug.~" He told him opening his arms wide with that stupid smile across his face.

"Triston?" Hachirou asked finally reading the information appearing beside the avatar.

Wow, this chapter wasn't the best but I hope you liked anyway!~

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