///December 31st, 2222\\\

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 I sat in a large living room. The Kings were here, New Years party. It was late. We watched the count down. Then it went to static, the lights went out, people screamed and glass shattered as cups were dropped in surprise and strings of fucks, shits, dammits and bitch were let out. A second later the lights flickered on and a new image appeared on TV. A large army of men and/or women in long coats with white trim and black full head ballistic masks. They had rifles slung on their soldiers and a green blue blade with a black blade on their backs. There was drum beat and all soldiers grabbed their blades in perfect unison. Drums beat and they pulled their blades and spun them perfectly. They turned to partners and matched some of the drum beat then held the tips of the blades to the ground as the drum stopped. They were all in the same position. What the hell was this. The drum picked up again and they spun their blades a final time ending with the tips in their crossed at the mid blade. They shouted "WE ARE..." a drum beat again, "AINCRAD."

"Fuckin' hell," I muttered. The image disappeared to show a shield with a black and blue-green blade crossed with the words A.I.N.C.R.A.D. Beneath it it gave explanation to the acronym; "Anime Insurgency for a New Cringe Reign of All Dimensions." The lights flickered again. The tv was back to the counter. Lights blared and confetti was blasted. No one cheered. Everyone was silent. This was new, dangerous. Fucking Kirito, that goddamn asshole.

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