Why am I doing this

I have so many other obligations, Why am I starting another story without even a plan?

This might be somewhat of a crack fic. Or maybe just kind of weird and self-contradicting? I really have no idea what I'm doing. I just really want Kirito to have a supportive big sister and I would be totally okay filling that role myself. Also I really like dreams, and I've had a couple of SAO dreams and this story is just exploding with ridiculous ideas in my mind even as I type this.

Good golly, where do I even start?

Disclaimer: I do not own Sword Art Online.

Chapter 1: Once Upon a Dream

It started differently than most dreams, in that I could see the world taking shape. Everything built itself up from wireframes, which was…not quite surprising. I played a lot of video games; it made sense that they would bleed into my dreams.

This place looked familiar though, and the details were different than usual. It was beautiful here. I was in a field, with floating bits of land in the distance. A sky-like ceiling hung high, high above me. A gentle wind swept in from where the artificial sky ended, and off on the horizon I could see the real sky, open to the air.

First thing's first: time to explore. How high were those floating chunks of earth? What was on top of them? I jumped, fully expecting to reach the nearest one, only to manage just a short hop.

Huh? Couldn't I fly? If that wasn't working, then could I still use my other powers? I tried sinking through the ground, only nothing happened. I held my breath but needed to breathe again shortly after. The floating spires of land wouldn't move when I tried using telekinesis. Nothing I tried creating from thin air would materialize.

Dang. Powers made life so much easier.

I felt vulnerable, defenseless, unprotected without them. But this place was so pretty; I was probably safe here. If I weren't so easily bored I'd be content to stay here and watch the colors of the sky as the day progressed.

Alas, nothing held my attention for very long, nor would it linger in my memory. Memories in dreams were fickle things.

I was barefoot, if the soft texture of the grass was any indication. Odd. A familiar, unfamiliar weight sat on my hip. Also odd. I investigated to find a sword. Heck yes! I wasn't totally helpless!

There was a soft ding behind me, and I was instantly on high alert. I'd thought I was alone; what could that be?

I turned around to find a boar, and suddenly I knew where I was.

Oh HELL yeah.

I was in SAO.

A/N: And break! I know this is kind of boring right now. And short. It's mostly observation as our character enters the dream for the first time. To make it quite clear, she is a normal human from our world. She's dreaming, so she's used to having the powers that she has in her dreams, and not terrified as anyone actually stuck in SAO should be.

KnightEstoc, if you're reading this, you may notice how different this character is from yours, even though I said we were so similar. That was a long time ago. I've gone through some stuff since then, so I've changed. Quite a bit, apparently. Plus, circumstances between the stories are different; I can say that I'm a lot different in dreams than I am in real life. Anyway, Feel free to PM me if you want to talk! I'm not quite as socially awkward and hopeless now.