This world was real, at the very least that was what my mom had led me to believe, so there was absolutely no reason to doubt her, even though it had crossed my mind that perhaps my mom had lost her mind. Time in the virtual worlds were so my and erratic depending on which one you were on, and that was enough to drive someone crazy. But I have to admit, the feeling of my katanas slicing through flesh and bone, cleaving, slicing and stabbing was as real it gets, even more so than other virtual worlds I’ve found myself.
I ducked a wild Kunai swing, before stepping into my opponent’s guard, reversing the grip on my blades and I smashed the pommels into his jaws, rocking him enough to cross my hands in the air slicing both blades into his neck one after the other. Kimiko moved past me, jumpin
