When the virtual world around me formed, I take some time to ensure my gear was as I left it last. Once I finished my task, I start to walk towards the farming grounds that I use to grind for coin and skill XP. As I neared, I heard the sounds of battle, something I didn't often hear in this field. I drew my greatsword, a weapon I was more comfortable with, despite the weight it carries with it. As I drew closer to the battle, I could see there was a group of players fighting a group of enemies. I sighed softly and ease up. I knew I shouldn't be jumping to conclusions anymore. But habits are hard to break. I rush into the battle, my armor clanking which each step. As I grew closer, the enemies AI registered a new threat, but it was already too much for even an AI to handle. Joining forces with a swordsman in black with dual blades and a blue haired girl with a rapier, we made short work of the enemies. When the battle ended completely, I was left barely even below full health, given the quality of my armor and weapon. I then turn to the group of players before me and froze. Memories flooding into my head. The swordsman in black and the blue haired girl with a rapier stared at me with a look of shock, as did the girl with a furry dragon which sat on her head, a girl with a mace, and samurai wanna be. "SWORD?!" They all shouted, making me flinch. I go to pull my helmet off and hold it while I talk to my old friends from a time I would rather not remember. The 2 years of my life I would never get back.