So far, Kirito hadn’t stumbled across any way to derail Kayaba’s plan. It was possible there wasn’t a way; not from inside the game Kayaba himself had designed.
But that wouldn’t be fair. And outside of messes like Pollista, SAO is fair.
In fact, if what Vincent had told him was true, the Psiwasp Nest might have been fair. He’d had the chance to follow up on Tae’s comment about rangers. He’d avoided it. If he’d paid attention – if he’d had his head in Aincrad, instead of insisting he was only a swordsman – then he might have felt the psiwasps coming. And if he’d accepted that he did have the wild’s magic, instead of mentally sticking his fingers in his ears because he didn’t think that was human….
Then they wouldn’t have dazed me, and we’d have fought them off. Kirito grimaced. We could have taken the nest on our own terms. It wouldn’t have been an easy fight. We still might have lost people. But that’s a risk we take in every boss fight. It could have been fair.
And Kirito was beginning to suspect SAO had to be fair. Whether Kayaba liked it or not. The laws of magic demanded it.
He’s trying to transform humans into youkai and yank us all into their world, Kirito thought. It doesn’t matter how he’s justifying it. People don’t know what they’re getting into; they didn’t when we came into the game, and they don’t now that they’re being adopted. That makes SAO – all of it – malevolent magic.
Not like a lightning bolt, or a fireball; those were harmful magic, yes, but no more evil than a dragon’s claws. This was deceptive magic. Magic you couldn’t dodge and couldn’t fight. Magic meant to warp your free will, and never let you have a chance to know something was wrong until it was too late. In layman’s terms, a curse.
And since no sane being wanted to be cursed, malevolent magic cost its user. It cost a lot. Because you were working against the innate magic of life itself….
I know how to tell Asuna.