Welcome, Kirito | aincradbound
A sad day, or a fortunate one,
depending on how you looked at it.
There was a new addition to the Afterlife.
Someone conscious, not an NPC for once.
Although the head of the diversion team, sometimes unrelated missions requiring sensitivity were passed down to Masami. It was understandable considering the nature of many of the other Battlefront members, and she didn’t mind taking on the occasional task. It broke up the monotony of living day to day after all.
He’ll be waking up soon.
She thought, sitting beside the slumped figure.
Her heart ached preemptively for the boy--
It wasn’t easy realizing that one was dead.
“Hello there,” Masami said gently once she saw the boy’s eyelids flicker. “My name is Iwasawa.” She always started with an introduction, because she’d found that it was best to make the newbies as comfortable as possible when they first awoke. The truth would be hard to hear regardless, but she wanted to feel like she was making it even marginally easier.