Narrator- A month has passed since that faithful day, when everyones world got all twisted leaving them stranded in a castle in the sky. Since then 2000 poor soals came to and abrupt end, some by bad luck, others by sheer stupidity, I mean really why would you just stands in fire? Anyways that didnt bother the kid none, he only cared about one thing and one thing alone, himself. Because in a game of life or death, you either live or you die.

Kirito- Oh wow what brilliant insite, its so deep It goes back around to being stupid

Narrator- The kid ranted at no one, slowly dawning at the fact of how truly alone he was

Kirito- Wait what was that?

Narrator- He said preaching to the sky to his silent god

Kirito- What gods what are you talking about, its all bulls*** metaphors with you

Narrator- He cryed not knowing the diffrence between a simmaly and a metaphor, the tinyness of his brain dwarfing to only the tinyness of his di-

Kirito- Narrator off

Narrator- You can silence me but you cant silence the tru-

Kirito- D***