Asuna. The pain that burned deep in my chest came back. Asuna, my beloved, my wife, the woman who had stood at the end of the world with me.
Was it a dream? A beautiful illusion I’d witnessed in an artificial world? For a moment, I wasn’t sure.
No, she was real. We’d laughed together, cried together, fallen asleep together…those things weren’t a dream. Kayaba had said ‘Congratulations on beating the game Kirito and Asuna.’ I heard him say her name. If I was included among the players who survived, Asuna must be as well.
The moment I realized this, my love and overwhelming longing for her exploded within me. I want to see her. I want to touch her hair. I want to kiss her. I want to hear her voice.” (p.244)