((Hope this is okay, sorry if it's a bit shorter then what I usually do))
Marcus sat down on his bed, and began to open the cardboard box that had arrived in the mail for him. It had just been another long and exhausting day of school and work. It was hard, being a 21 year old living alone for the first time in his life. He had virtually nothing of value, except a few possessions such as his computer and some life essentials, because he had sold the rest of his stuff to pay for rent. The truth was, Marcus was in-between jobs, and by that, he was looking for a job but wouldn't find any. He was working part-time as a server at a run-down Taco joint, but it barely paid enough for him to eat for the night, and pay his bills. The only thing that Marcus enjoyed about his life, were video games. He loved to play all kinds of video games, ever since he was 5, he played then non-stop. Marcus had recently discovered a new game, a VRMMORPG called Sword Art Online. He thought it might be fun to try it out, seeing as how he was always looking for a new game and I had been massively hyped by his friends. Luckily, Marcus Pre-ordered the game, and the same with his helmet (which cost him two months rent all together). However, Marcus was oblivious to the fact that anything strange was going on with the game, or what it's true intent was. He just thought it was a super cool Virtual Reality game that was gonna have a HUGE multiplayer aspect to it. So, he plugged the helmet in, and threw it on his head, shrugging his shoulders. Suddenly, he saw a dark room and was floating in oblivion, but he managed to make out two brightly lit letters floating right next to him: "Welcome to Sword Art Online. Please Press Enter"
Marcus touched the area with the lights, and a screen suddenly lit up before him, asking him to register or log in with a Pre-existing account. Marcus entered his information he had used when he played the Beta, and proceeded to the character creation screen. In total, he must've spent a good half-hour making his character totally unique to himself, creating him in an almost exact image. He entered his class details, and suddenly, he saw the words "Thank you. Loading Terrain..." And all of a sudden, a blinding white light overtook him and when it faded, he was standing in a brilliant marble town square, looking at new players walking around and chatting with each other, people trying to sell their unwanted items, and many things one would expect to find in a VRMMORPG. He sighed, and looked in the water of a nearby fountain, noticing that his reflection was that of his avatar.
"Oh yeah.." Marcus, now know as "Mercanor" said, unsheathing the large silver sword he kept on his belt and stared at the blade, after swinging it around for a bit. "This is gonna rock"