"Well, that was it"
Haruta and Yamamoto were leaving the room for the special SAO conference where Haruta had a chance to try out the video game firsthand.
"What did you think of SAO?" Yamamoto asked curiously about his friend
Haruta put his right hand on the chin and thought for a moment about his response causing more curiosity in Yamamoto "SAO is really scary .... no, the scary are the possibilities of the nervegear" Haruta said with a serious tone as his gaze grew more cold and sharp calling Yamamoto's attention more.
"Scary? What do you mean?" Yamamoto asked in dismay at Haruta's response, recalling the screens that showed Haruta's experience in SAO
"How can I explain it ..." Haruta began to think for a moment "This technology allows you to enter a virtual world taking the body of another person (just as I am doing now with Haruta's body), but yes the nervegear can take the data from the user's brain, it should be possible to transcribe it and create a virtual body, that is, it can bring new life to people "
"Wouldn't that be the same as scanning the human brain?" Yamamoto asked trying to understand what Haruta was referring to.
Both had stopped a few meters from the room where the ODS presentation took place, not many people were passing through that place, so there was no one to interrupt them.
"I'm just saying that right now we are leaving the video game zone, being able to design a world from scratch and define rules in it makes you the god of that world, you can also create life with artificial intelligence, although these cannot be complete because they are missing an essential component "said Haruta raising his index finger to point out that something was missing
"Souls" Yamamoto said when he understood what Haruta was referring to
"Exactly, but now we have again the question from before: what is a soul?" Haruta put his hand on his chin again to think about the answer
"A set of information or rather a set of sequences and events that are repeated forming an artificial intelligence of self-learning" the mature and mysterious voice caught the attention of both young people making them turn around to see who it was.
"Kayaba Akihiko!" they both exclaimed, surprised by the sudden appearance of the thin man from before, the creator and main developer of SAO.
Kayaba was surprised for a moment, looked everywhere "Shh!" With his index finger vertically across his lips he signaled for both of them to remain silent.
"why are you here?" Yamamoto asked
"I was looking for Haruta-kun to give him a present for his help during the presentation but his talk caught my attention, I never thought that young people of his age had such a wide perception on the subject, I would like everyone to be like you" he said Kayaba smiled slightly at both young men.
'If I knew I have the experience of two lives ...' Haruta laughed in his mind
"Well, let's go get the thank you gift" Kayaba said, beginning to walk calmly.
Haruta took steps forward to follow Kayaba "Haruta, I will wait for you in the Idols' space" Yamamoto said saying goodbye to his friend
"There is no need for you to move away, it is not something special they can both come" Kayaba said, stopping Yamamoto since he knew what the young man thought.
"You heard it, let's go" Haruta said following the path, Yamamoto was shocked for a second but then followed in Haruta's footsteps.
Both followed Kayaba through the convention center to an exit in the back, through the section for the exponents in one of the sectors, more specifically the ODS section.
"Wait here, let me bring what I have for you two" Kayaba said turning around, disappearing from the sight of the young people.
"For you two, you heard it right?" Yamamoto asked hopefully "He has something for both ..... I don't think what I'm thinking is possible" the smile on Yamamoto's face was indelible, which showed his happiness and illusion.
Haruta on the other hand crossed her arms waiting patiently as she sighed as she saw Yamamoto's reaction at her side.
They both waited a moment before Kayaba reappeared with two large boxes in their hands, both boxes inside two black bags.
"I'm already here" Kayaba said with a small friendly smile to both young people "This is a small present for the help, also with their knowledge and ways of thinking I think they could be very important in the future, I hope to see you in SAO during the official launch "
Kayaba stretched out his hands and handed a box to each of the young men "This, This, This is a Nevergear!" Yamamoto exclaimed, happy to see what was inside the bag "I thought they were out of stock, I remember that they were all sold a few weeks ago"
"Yes, it was a sales success and these two are the last two units that were in force, I had them prepared for this occasion, of course I did not exactly expect it to be you two, but I will be calmer if there are two people of your caliber who you can use them to play "Kayaba Akihiko said happily" On launch day there will be welcome gifts on the server as well as many surprises I hope you can be there "
Haruta had the bag in his hand, he looked inside and when he knew the value of the device, he felt how important the gift that Kayaba had given them both was. "Thank you very much, Mr. Kayaba," said Haruta, bowing slightly.
Yamamoto watched as Haruta gave the grace with a slight bow, he tried to do the same but leaned hard at right angles "Thank you very much, I will use it correctly!" Yamamoto thanked with strength and tears in his eyes, earning himself a look with some doubts from Haruta.
Kayaba laughed with Yamamoto's reply "You don't have to be so thankful, I would like us to exchange contact numbers, sometimes exchanging opinions with other people can be productive" said Kayaba taking his phone out of a pocket.
"Clear!" Yamamoto exclaimed pulling out his phone exchanging contact information with Kayaba.
Haruta looked at the situation, took out his phone and performed the same action as Yamamoto, saving Kayaba's information on his phone. Akihiko, one of the most important people of the moment. "I'm counting on you guys," Kayaba said with a kind smile.
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