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  • Birthday 07/01/1989

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  1. Drenz was taken for a whirlwind as he stepped foot in the shop. He didn't think this was exactly the shop that Valetine suggested but dammed if it wasn't impressive in it's own right. "I don't think this was the place, but a blacksmith is a blacksmith! I wonder if he's gonna be willing to help me out as she says..." He shuddered at the fact he barely had any money on his person. Before he could claim this fact to the owner, he was already at the counter laying down a new set of armor for Drenz. It was perfect. Just exactly his style... as if it were made specifically for him. Looki
  2. Drenz chuckled at the stern response Valentine gave him. He was straightforward, and to the point. But was a kind man, you can feel that off his demeanor. "Sorry about that. Haha I didn't know it was the beginning of an explanation that I clearly cut off," he smacked his forehead, "still getting used to things as you can tell." A gleam in his left eye, made Drenz see another quest item a little ways behind Val. Springing to action, he ran over and picked up it up. And sure enough, the quest updated. 'Collect five Tier 1 Materials (4/5 Collected
  3. Drenz took the canister from Valentine and took a swig of water, without hesitation. He was parched and Val was the trust worthy sort. And dammed if he wasn't right... germs and things to that effect weren't a worry here in a virtual world like this one. Passing it back, he gasped in delight. "Sometimes you just need some water haha." Looking at the gem Valentine showed off, made Drenz wonder of his own future. "He's right. I can easily get into my own crafting ability over time. These are all things I have to take into account. To survive to floor 100, I have to take advantage of
  4. Watching the Lancer charge the boar again, Drenz contemplated the type of player he wanted to be... the type of warrior. "I mean... I do have the One Handed sword already since that is the Hero's sword! But is that the way here in this world? This world is about data and levels. No amount of heroics is gonna get me to the Frontlines and one step closer to saving me and Akira. I have to think about this wisely. I have to make the right choices early on if I want to be successful later on." Touching his hand to his sword... he felt it was just a big ornament till now. And it really i
  5. Drenz shuddered with fear and excitement at the thought of going beyond the safe zone again. "Valentine showed me the basics of survival... but that doesn't mean I still feel the most confident in my abilities yet. Maybe a tour by Lessa of the zones outside would help? ... sigh. I should be much further along!" The young player shook off his angry thoughts and refocused more on the here and now. What was he looking to find? "If I were to think about it... I do need better equipment from what a friend mine told me yesterday." He sighed as he thought of Val's stern training and how h
  6. Valentine's words on taking up arms against Boars like the others around him on the field, was clear. He was right. This was why Akira hadn't ventured out past the Safe zone in these two years... crippling fear of real death from a virtual game. Now with Drenz taking over, he was mentally ready... but nowhere near physically. Chuckling a bit nervously, it was clear he hadn't even put a thought to his skills. "Haha... I honestly haven't even invested my skill points yet. I was a little... out of commission these past two years... so now is why I'm tackling things like these opening
  7. Drenz's eyes scanned the field, seeing a ragtag of players fighting boars littered throughout the field. He felt a sensation in his palms that he hadn't felt since doing his writing in the real world. "What is this? This feeling? This insatiable drive to grab my sword... to rush those boars... it is the same excitement I used to get from writing but physically manifested..." In a bop of happiness, he followed Valentine, watching his instructions closely. "This is what you are looking for. Learn it well. I should have let you pull it out so you can be closer to finishing the quest
  8. Something Lessa said resonated within Drenz after her statement. "Excited to see where I end up? Hm... where do I plan on ending up? The Frontlines... is that the goal?" Torn, it was visible he was but shook it off quickly. Smiling, the new adventurer was beyond grateful to how nice she had been so far. "You aren't like most, you know that? I can understand investing in those that can help actually clear the game... but man... it's just... thank you. Truly." Drenz bowed to Lessa, a respect often shown in his culture. Her beauty at one point left him stuck, now it was he
  9. Drenz was definitely surprised by the unyielding help that Valentine was showing a newbie player. From his decorum to the very physical help he was willing to offer. "Not many people are like him..." Focusing on his mini map, it zoomed in and out. "Aaaand he did teach me a new trick! Haha." Soon interrupting Drenz's thoughts, a request window popped up in front of his eyes. The first time ever seeing this question since putting on that Nerve Gear. "Would you like to join "Valentine's party"?" Whether someone would realize... the question held weight to Drenz. For h
  10. "Now that's a firm shake..." Drenz thought as he took his hand back after their exchange. Lessa spoke to him of her life in Aincrad a little and life outside, making him reminisce of his sister even more. "Is there somewhere in particular that you're trying to get to?" Lessa's angelic voice questioned, as Drenz regained himself after being lost by its song. "Uhm... yes! I was trying to find a Blacksmith, originally. But at the same time... I can't find anything in this town. What I need is a tour guide..." He half sighs, half chuckles. "Would you be willing to sh
  11. Lessa forcefully asked Drenz if he was okay, as he kept choking, before swinging a mighty blow for his chest again. This time, whatever he did, helped him swallow the bread. The alleviation was so great, he fell to the floor, sighing in ecstacy. Looking up at the beautiful girl in front of him, he tried to salvage whatever dignity he had left. "Uh... so... in my mind... this whole situation went a lot smoother," Drenz said jokingly, as he pointed around himself. "And the mechant tried to sell me meat... now I'm mad I didn't take his recommendation." Kipping up to his f
  12. Drenz was startled at first by Valentine, as he thought it was only him and Zackariah in his shop. The adventurer gave him a once over. "Okay... he has an actual player icon... which is good." Smiling at Val, Drenz was definitely up for some assistance. Anything to help him get better and out of the Town of Beginnings. It was time to try and beat the game or at least try to with his own power. Different emotions swirled within him. Ranging from confidence to excitement. His previous sorrow being replaced with new hope. Clicking accept on the quest, Drenz answered him. "
  13. "You're pretty lucky to have found an open bench." It was the first words someone had spoke directly to him in what felt like ages. When Drenz finally refocused his eyes from the sun on the voice's owner... she spoke once more. "I overheard you back there, and thought maybe you could use some help?" Finally adding a face to the voice, it was one he was not expecting. It wasn't just that she was the most beautiful person he's seen in Aincrad, it may very well be in his entire life. And it wasn't her long flowing blonde hair, the freckles that adorned her face,
  14. Life in Aincrad is starting to become normal... normal to its residents but not yet for Drenz. Still learning the ropes of the system... now our hero finds himself lost again in the Town of Beginnings. But maybe he isn't really lost... but exactly where he's supposed to be at this time? Episode 3: Thorn Prick "If I lose myself in this damn town one more time!" Clear and audible frustrations can be heard in the midst of the crowds of town. And the source? None other than Drenz himself. Pushing past the crowd, he found a bench to sit down on. Stretching, he lo
  15. Off the coattails of a personal transformation, a young man named Akira Yosano finds himself locked inside of the virtual world known as Sword Art Online where there is no escape... save for beating the game itself. Now, after an emotional breakthrough, the other part of his personality has taken over... fitting since the name of this side of himself is also the name of his avatar. This is the story of Drenz... and his journey through Aincrad, Akihiko Kaiba's dastardly digital landscape that is as real as it is game. The goal is simple... survive, climb the 100 floors and make it home.
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