Edited black Queen (Tg/Mc) Draft

“This is it! That's the cage!” Kirito yelled out as Yui dematerialized the last wall, leading the fairy player and his ‘private pixie’ onto the branches of the mighty tree Yggdrasil. This was definitely higher than any other player has ever reached before and an area not designated for players to ever reach, but that didn’t matter now.

Kirito came here with one goal and one goal only: To save Asuna and get the hell out of this rigged game.

And it looked like despite all the safety precautions and guards and other unfair gimmicks, nothing could truly stand in the way of Kirito when it was about saving his wife, even if they were only together in the virtual world yet.

“Mommy!” Yui cried, flying in front of Kirito up the stairs in front of the cage that was locked up tight.

“Yui?!? How are you…?” Asuna quickly turned to look at the shouting voice and was stunned to see her own virtual daughter approach, even if she was a lot smaller than she remembered.

“Mommy!” Yui cried once again, dashing against the locked bars and instantly disabling them, which allowed her to fly straight into the arms of Asuna, who was still stunned that someone appeared to rescue her at all.

“I am so glad… I am so glad you are here…” Asuna cried, when the black clothed swordsman made it up the last step of the stairs.

“I heard you might need help, so I couldn’t help myself from visiting~” Kirito smiled, before joining the two of them in their massive hug.

“Now, let’s get out of here. I don’t know how long we have until…”

“Eeep!” Yui suddenly cried, before turning into virtual lines and then disappearing in front of their very eyes. Both Asuna and Kirito instantly were on guard, with Kirito ready to draw his weapons, when a black circle appeared on the ground beneath them, forcing them both to fall on the floor.

“Private pixies: Deactivated. Magic: deployed.” A male voice resounded through the area, as the footsteps of someone else could be heard coming ever closer to the grounded couple.

“Oh hello there, Kirigaya-kun. I totally wasn’t expecting to meet you here after you set off practically every alarm for intruders I set up in this place after my little fairy queens escaped last time. What do you think of the new feature coming in the next update? Isn’t gravity magic amazing?”

Kirito didn’t even need to look twice to know who was controlling the avatar of that green clothed man who stepped out in front of them. The game may call him Oboron, the fairy king, but his real identity was definitely Sugo Nobuyuki, Asuna’s crazy wanna be fiancee.

“That reminds me… You probably know that ALO is just a well disguised research facility for us to experiment on human minds. So how about I show you what I have been working on, now that you have so generously joined us?” The fairy king spoke, and pulled out what looked like a floating screen developer tool out of thin air.

“Let’s see… Status of player Kirito: Standing and Paralyzed. Status of player Asuna: Just Paralyzed. I don’t need either of you doing some funny business.” Oberon spoke and pressed a few buttons, when suddenly Kirito felt like all control of his body was taken away and he was forced to stand up. And once he reached a neutral standing position, his body still didn’t listen to him at all and he could only grunt as the fairy king approached him.

“Don’t bother trying to break free. As the admin I would be a fool if I didn’t have more control over your avatar than you have.” He nonchalantly says waving Kirito's attempts at movement off.

“Never underestimate me or the cardinal system. Your plan will not work! I’ll personally make sure of that!” Kirito hissed, which caused Oberon to laugh.

“You? Stop me? You and which weapon? You can’t even move if I don’t want you to.” Oberon was laughing like a maniac for a little bit before he suddenly stopped and a large grin plastered itself on his face. “Oh my sweet little Kirigaya-kun. You underestimate how much control I have over your avatar here. I even have access to settings that you don’t even get to see. For example: ” He smiled, pressed a few buttons on his screen and then commanded the system. “Set Avatar Kirito’s gender to female!”

Kirito instantly groaned as if he was punched in the stomach, shaking throughout his entire body. He felt like this was an irregularity, like this was not a command cardinal should be or ever has executed, yet now was forced to improvise on the spot in order to obey the system call.

And as a result Kirito felt an array of virtual sensations, ranging from pain of having his body squashed to pleasure of getting massaged in all places at once. It even managed to overwhelm him so much he forgot where he was briefly, even if just for a moment.

But these feelings weren’t just harmlessly inflicted upon him, as they were the result of his body being molded by cardinal into a version of himself that was of the fairer sex. He felt himself slimming down, his face slightly reshaping and his body slightly becoming more curvy, with his butt and chest becoming slightly puffier.

Though he also quickly noticed that if you were to take away his now much more feminine face and his slimmer build, he really didn’t change all that much. Cardinal itself must have been resisting that command as much as it could, though Kirito also know that this was probably just the beginning of what Oberon was planning to do to him.

“Now it’s time for the real magic of this system. We don’t know all the details yet, but we do have a good grasp on how to manipulate memories already.” Oberon said with an even wider grin than before. “So what do you think we delete all memories you have of fighting with a sword, making you a complete and utter loser~?”

The fairy king pressed a few buttons again, this time the screen changed its color to green instead of the usual blue. And just as Oberon pressed the final button, Kirito felt pressure on his head. It was like he was being compressed from the inside and his mind was about to pop, yet he somehow was managing to hold on.

“NEVER!!!” He shouted, making Oberon flinch as his screen flashes red for a brief second.

"Incredible. I gotta commend you boy. It seems like sword fighting is so dear to your heart that removing it will prove much more than we can currently handle.” Oberon said, looking quite impressed before pressing around on his green screen once again. “Then how about this…?”

This time, the pressure on his mind was much more subtle, almost so little that he would have missed it. But when Oberon made a mirror appear right in front of Kirito, it was like his world was shattering in front of his very eyes.

He was… cute. Very cute in fact. Very girly too. It somehow calmed him down.

“‘If I am cute, then I must be a girl’. I have imprinted this phrase into your head, so now it's time to make some more adjustments to you to really make you forget.” Oberon said, causing a cold shower to run over Kirito's back, before he said. “Increase player Kirito’s breast size by 2.”

Kirito felt a bubbling sensation on his chest, somehow entrancing him further as Oberon continued. “Increase player Kirito’s hip size by 3”.

The bubbling sensation in her… his behind relaxed him even further. It felt so good, so right, so… meant to be. Oberon smiled and commanded again. “Increase player Kirito’s hair length by 9. Let’s make sure nothing about your head looks anywhere near masculine anymore.”

Once again his scalp tickled and hair cascaded down her head, quickly reaching to her behind as she looked at herself in the mirror, trying to remember why looking at her reflection was bad. Yet Oberon decided to deliver the finishing blow by saying. “Change player Kirito’s name to Kirika.”

And that’s when it happened. It felt like a tiny thing in her head just poofed away right before her grasp, but she couldn’t figure out what it was. She knew that she didn’t have breasts that big before, or hips that big, nor did she have hair anywhere near that long before… but… Kirika just couldn’t remember why Oberon was so obsessed with just making her cuter. It didn’t add up to her.

“Well then, my dear Kirika. How do you like your new girly look?” Oberon asked with a big slimy smile on his face.

“I don’t understand why you did it and I frankly don’t even want to know. You are a sicko for what you were doing to Asuna and you are an even greater sicko for now trying to hit on me.” Kirika spoke in defiance, which somehow made Oberon laugh even louder.

“So even the great Kirito isn’t immune to our sensational technologie if we use the right approach. Then let’s try something else as well. Oh, you are going to like this~” Oberon said and typed again on his screen while Kirika was just left wondering, who this ‘Kirito’ was that he was talking about.

When suddenly, Kirika felt herself get dragged back into her memories, into her first big fight in SAO… against gleam eyes. It was clearly a dream… she knew that… but it felt like she was really there… fighting in the moment. Though even if she couldn’t hear everything, she still had the feeling she halfheartedly heard Oberon talking in the background while she was busy fighting the behemoth.

“If I link her thoughts of ‘I am strong’ to…” “...will fall in no time. I am sure…” “...nothing but a lovestruck mess will remain…” “...call: Generate wedding dress…”

She couldn’t understand all of it, because the monster was just taking her attention away, though something deep inside her resonated with every strike she landed. Like her heart was beating faster and faster by the second, as if she wanted to break out of this illusion to see her fated person as quickly as she could.

The illusion, however, just kept going and going. It didn’t even feel like that much time passed all in all, but she felt like she was forced to re-experience every single major fight she fought in SAO one after another. And with each fight, her feelings of love, admiration and belonging just grew larger and larger. She knew what she had to do the moment she broke out of this dream. She couldn’t bear it any longer. When suddenly…

Her mind cleared again, the illusion faded and Kirika could open the eyes of her avatar again, looking down at herself for a quick moment before eyeing Oberon, who was standing in front of her with a big grin. Naturally Kirika instantly noticed the wedding dress Oberon had made appeared around her, which was all too appropriate for what she was about to do, so she really was thankful to him for being so kind.

“Cure player Kirika from Paralysis.” Oberon said and the feeling of control returned to Kirika’s limbs, causing her to be able to move around once again. So Oberon asked with a sly grin. “Now then, my dearest Kirika. Don’t you have anything to say to me?”

“Indeed.” Kirika answered, bowing to him briefly before looking him back into the eyes. “Thank you for the wedding dress. It is really the most beautiful thing I have ever worn.”

“Hehe~ Of course~ Because I would do anything for my…” He wanted to respond, when suddenly…

“However…”

SLASH!!!

In less than a moment Kirika had drawn her sword and Oberon’s head was rolling on the ground, cleanly severed from his body as he stared at the sword mistress in disbelief. “Doing stuff to me is fine, but I will never forgive you for hurting my Waifu like this. And giving me a pretty dress won’t change that. Now get lost!”

And with those words, she impaled his head with her massive sword, causing Oberon’s Hp to drop to 0 and his body to disappear from the scene. In the same moment Asuna's status effect fizzled and the gravity magic stopped, causing her to be able to get back up again.

“What happened?!? Kirito! Uhm… Kirika? Are you okay?!?” She asked, still frantic about the situation, yet Kirika interrupted her. “I am fine and I don’t think he will come back. But before anything else I have a question that simply cannot wait!”

Asuna could only stare as the girl before her stretched out her hand and asked the most important question that weighed on her mind more than anything else: “I love you. Will you marry me?”

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You don’t like your adversaries? Just edit them until they become your waifus. It’s that simple~