Scarlet Firefly

The shadow, the light, the voice and the mimic... She could never really understand the horrors that faced her without the gift give to her by Sword Art Online. It took a creature that sent shivers down her spine at first sight disappearing in the darkness, tortured her with over-stimulation, and attempted to lure her into a false sense of security. The blindfold and the darkness that came with it though... That saved her in every situation. If she didn't cover her eyes, she would have died in the white room on the second demon. If being blind in combat made it easier for her to fight the

When her eyes opened again, the only thing she could see was the pixels that remained of the lion. They disappeared too quickly for Sam to focus in on them. A heavy sigh fell along with her body. After the adrenaline of nearly getting mauled settled she began to realize that she legitimately just saved someone's life. Maybe one day they would meet again but for now... she was alone with her thoughts again. Why would the game force her to do these terrible things? Killing the people she loved and wildlife? It was one thing when they were fantasy creatures like mutated plants or giant bats

The claw sunk into her chest and pinned her against bark. It's mouth drooled while it attempted to claim the prize of its new meal. Firefly took a moment to inspect her health and thankfully it was doing fine. The prospect of being bit in the face was not apart of her goals today, though. It craned its neck into face and her hand instinctively grabbed hold of the cat's neck to hold it back. The damn thing was heavy, way too heavy to push off herself at this angle. "Stop! Go away! I don't wanna kill you!" Her pleas landed on deft ears though. At this angle, she wasn't going to get a good a

With the girl saved, the weight of the lion forced her back onto the grass. "Gah-!" Her voice cried out, drowned out by the roar of the lion who's full attention was now on her. Now that she wasn't working on adrenaline, though, she was debating how to finish this. Outrunning a lion was going to be impossible and her only teleportation crystal was consumed. Guess she was left with sending it to the big litter box in the sky... The cool-down of her sword art was finished. Her feet curled against the lion's chest and pushed with all their might until it gave way. Grass kicked up as she roll

The cross-blade flashed with a green light as she jumped into the fray, it instantly deleted one of the two lions but the last one was reaching to make their attack on them. Their scream of terror told Firefly that they wouldn't survive the attack. Her sword art was still on cool-down though! In a panic, she jumped in front of the attack and used her sword as a makeshift shield. The raw force of the big cat overpowered her, dealing damage and piling her on top of the other girl. Their tank gear made the landing very rough but it cushioned their death. A thunk hit the grass: The teleportat

The way back was treacherous unless she wanted to waste a teleportation crystal. Yuki insisted to her that she should only use those in the most dire of circumstances, like if I was about to die. The crystal sat in her hand as she walked along. The thought off falling in her bed and cuddling with Myst right now was very difficult to resist. Soon though, while she was still contemplating the instant transition to her home, Samantha heard a commotion. Loud growls and the scraping of metal... followed by the screams of a real person. Her feet moved faster than her thoughts. Exploding from th

The cloth floated in the water in front of me. Pulling myself to a seated position, it confirmed to me that the quest was now over. Not only was she in the same spot that she started the quest but the obvious menu in her face that was ruining the immersion -- actually it wasn't that bad at all. It helped her return to normalcy, quite frankly. . . . How was she supposed to continue now? The game just forced her to die or kill her mother. Everything seemed so unreal, which was sort of bringing her to the conclusion she needed: Sword Art Online was a game. It might have done some unreal

As I wait for the next demon to make itself known, the sound around me is a cacophony of noises that I couldn't even begin to describe. The only thing that came to mind were sound effects that were native only to Sword Art Online to my knowledge. Then suddenly it all stopped. Gravity pushed not from the top of my head but from my chest, though the water rushing around me was running down through my hair. I was laying back in the puddle where I started the quest. I dare not take the blindfold off for a short time. I wait first for my breath to catch up with speed the game had now crawled t

Keepers of Nature Hiding in the depths of floor one, in an area untouched by players for some time now, Firefly found herself at the entrance to a newer(but older?) section of a cave. At the level she was at now nothing on this floor could scare her the same way it did months ago. Her memories were always stuck in that old version of her when she visited the Town of Beginnings and she definitely didn't regret the choice she had made. She was an explorer now: Making memories to return to her mother so that she can control the dialogue for once in her life... And she could compliment how lo

Messages began pouring in to her inbox, her dismay of having to interpret the Latin alphabet was having her struggling when they came in so fast. If only there was a braille translator built in to the menu. Nevertheless she referenced her English to Braille translator if she got stuck. The first message came from someone named Bistro, the alchemist that she met very early on and the banker of the Tracker's Alliance. What that meant was foreign to her but she wasn't being paid to know those things. The location tagged allowed her to make a personal marker on the map. Tapping it forced her

“PvP?” Oh no her non-gamer was showing. Her thoughts raced by as she searched for context but, alas, she was not familiar with the term. “Sorry, my game knowledge is still lacking. I’ve only been told what to get and not really why.” There was no shame in her opinion to be oblivious in this circumstance. “I didn’t hear about it. I don’t understand dueling fully, but also I don’t wanna hurt my friends.” She admitted. “If it makes others happy though, then I don’t mind watching I guess. I think I would probably lose fairly quickly in a duel with just about anyone.” A chuckle came through with he

Keep Calm and Ki'Raion After the events of the waterfall dreams, Samantha was feeling a little under the weather. The horrors she was subjected to were still fresh in her mind. However, that wouldn't stop her from seeing the things she wanted to see. After inspecting the quest board for a not-so-esoteric quests, Firefly would find herself looking at a large feline. The more she saw of cats, the more she began to understand why her mother swooned so when she saw one. Of course, dad was too allergic to them for the family to get a pet. At least she had Myst now! Unfortunately, the ques

My vision goes black as the cloth covers my eyes. I can only feel the blade in my hand, and the sixth sense of the presence that joined me in the room. I refuse to attach my mother to this entity, whatever the hell it is. My blade feels heavier than normal. I can't be sure if its because of the wound to my stomach or the hesitancy to cut down what I last saw as my mother. But it was like the shadowed demon from the hallway had said. I really did not want to witness what I was about to do. Even through the heaviness weighing me down, I had to do it. "Wait-!" My voice overtook the demo

As the blade began to escape her stomach, Firefly watched her HP go further and further down. Seventy-five percent... Fifty percent... Thirty percent... Panic began to set in as death was coming closer and closer. Her hand suddenly grabbed the sharp end of the sword, and her other reached out to take the Cross-Blade back from her enemy. "No! I haven't finished! I have to know what they look like myself!" The girl screamed in pain as removed the sword from her stomach. "Do it then! Kill your mother!" It taunted her, still using the familiar voice. If she wanted to live, she would have

The blade pulsed with light like a firefly's heartbeat, or so how she understood it. Samantha fell backwards on to her bed as she attempted to make some distance. Time seemed to slow to crawl as the blade moved through air towards her. The voice of the first demon rang in her ears. "̶͓̰͎͇̙̊̐̾̚Ť̶̪h̵̡͎͉̰̲̀̓e̵̡̧̧̼͎̋͋͝r̷̦̻̽ͅĕ̵̺̬̝̑̈́̄͂ͅ ̵̮̆a̸̜̗̫̼͂ŗ̵̖̜̲̈́̈͒̏̾ͅę̴̩̲̳̖͊̋̌̏ ̴͕͎̦̓̑͌s̵̤̳̫̎̌͠ơ̸̢̟̇̌̃͘m̸̨͍͓̤̞͊̉̍̑̂ȩ̴͖͍̼̚t̵̡͔͔̫̿̆́̓ͅẖ̴̍i̵̗͔̝̍̔̎͊n̶̛͖̬̘̎̔̕͝g̴͈̃̌̓͒̈́s̷͙͙̆ ̵̛͙̱͇͎̋̄i̸͖͎̰̗͉̔͛̎ṅ̸̬̦͛̕ ̷̡̤͍̫̦̅̈́́͝ṭ̵͍͚̎̆̄̉h̷̡̹͐ị̷́͠s̴̭͖̾̂͠ ̷̠͚͚̥̈̄̀͋͠l̸̡̛̦̤̘͒̄̊͘í̵͎̕f̴̼͌̋͋̉͠ę̶̦͉̀̎͂̒͘͜ ̸͙̪̫͉͖͐͐̂͆y̵̡̳̎ö̴̹͇͔ǔ̵̊͝

"Mom?" The girl asked in horror. If this was anything like the trials before... Was the game really asking her to kill the memory of her own mother? The woman spoke, mocking the voice of her mother as Samantha was dreading would happen after the last demon copied Morningstar's voice. "Samantha." Her words flowed as soft and caring as she remembered. "You've been gone for so long, I've missed hearing your lovely voice." Honestly, she was speechless. Not only from the stunned feeling of hearing her mothers voice but also wishing to deny this thing the pleasure(?) of hearing it. "Y-You'

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