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Blinking in utter confusion, Kirigaya Kazuto stared dumbly at the strange pinkish 'screen' with white font that was floating before his face, unsure of what was going on that Sunday morning.

Certainly, the boy knew that, between still not being fully used to school's routine after Summer Vacations ended not long ago and his mounting for the every-day-closer official release of Sword Art Online (Of which he had been a proud Beta Tester during the arguably best month of his relatively short life), suffering some hallucinations when waking up 'early' shouldn't be too weird…except for the part that this particular hallucination was not only too bizarre but also refused to vanish no matter how much he blinked or rubbed his eyes.

Slowly sitting up, the black-haired boy almost flinched when he saw the mysterious 'screen' moved with him, staying always at a fixed distance from his face and in perfect balance, as if it was purposefully trying to stay in a way he could perfectly read it no matter in which direction he looked.

Finally, after several seconds of doubt, the gamer extended his hand towards the phenomenon and, with a weirdly 'digital' sound, it vanished, startling him.

"…what the hell was that?" mumbled Kazuto with utter confusion, before the insistent sounds of someone knocking on his door alerted him of the fact that maybe he had been too focused on the weird screen.