Sword Art Online, the game that took virtual reality to a whole new level in, perhaps, the worst ways imaginable. Friends, relatives and siblings of many people alike have fallen pray to this death game disguised as an adventure, all for the sake of...
Although it took 3 days as opposed to 2, the pair has finally reached the moment they've been looking forward to all this time. School was over for today, they had no extra classes as punishment for skipping before. It was time to drive a nail into Kayaba Akihiko's child. It was time to take the perma death penalty out of Sword Art Online.
"One year and one month. A bitch of a journey...", Misaki talked to himself while Saruhiko was typing in the respawn function. "This better fucking work."
"Relax. For safe measure, I took the respawn function directly out of Alfheim, which is also running on the Cardinal System. This should prevent any lines of code I input to clash with Akihiko's."
"I know! I know. I'm just-"
"Cautious. I get it. My hands are shaking as well."
For the past 3 days, to avoid detection from a human admin, possibly Akihiko, any modifications of the game through Yui have been on minor scales, such as item descriptions, attributes or spawn rates on lower levels. This was about to be the first grand display of GM privilege on Saruhiko's part.
They 2 had no idea what the players were doing at the moment. At best, they could see a more significant number of them were of floor 75, possibly the boss room. But Saruhiko had yet to test if there was any way for them to communicate with in-game players and that would come only after preventing further deaths from occurring.
"This is it. Here goes nothing."
With the press of the Enter key, the lines of code were added and impeded into the Cardinal System of Sword Art Online. Seconds, turned minutes, passed after in total silence, as the young boys were crossing their fingers for the engine to not reject this function or pull up an Error window.
Thankfully, that didn't happen. Not now. Not after 5 or even 10 minutes of waiting. But there was one more question...
"Did...Did it work?", the blond voice his animosities.
"Well...It wasn't rejected or overwritten. That's for certain. As for respawning-WHAT!?"
A notification popped up. But this wasn't an error by any means. This was something else. Something initiated by or through the system...
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"What did you do?!", the blond was in a panic, that's to be expected after all. But his partner had his eyes glued to another part of the screen.
"Oi, take a look at this."
Moving out of the way to make room for Misaki, his eyes ventured onto the bottom of the screen where the console would display countless usernames of the remaining 6000 surviving players. But that wasn't the most important part of it. Next to each username were displayed the same pair of words: Logged out.
This marks the second time Misaki's legs went numb, this time having a chair to fall onto, mouth agape.
"But...how!? We didn't go into how to log them ou- Wait! Did they clear the game?"
