[ EU ] Batman somehow ends up trapped in Sword Art Online .

Out of Character: I'm not sure of the exact words but I feel this is close enough. And I only wrote the very first bit because there's so much of that story and if I were to continue I would want to do it justice. 
 
 “ This has become a death game. ” The words boomed across the small plaza that had become inundated with virtual avatars. At first he had been hesitant when Dick and Barbara had encouraged him to take some time for himself. There were just too many things happening in his city for him to take a night off to play a video game. But, between the two of them and Alfred they had bullied him into a chair and strapped him in. To be honest, Bruce very much wanted a night off, a time away from everything. It was the Other One who wanted to be out on the streets maintaining peace. Really though, lately the streets had been quiet. Too many power players out there for regular criminals to feel comfortable. 
 
 Now, the Other One was quite content with their situation. With a look in the mirror that had been placed in his, and apparently everyone else ’ s inventory, everybody disappeared in a flash of white light. After another glance in the mirror Bruce saw himself staring back. His avatar had also grown, and become more muscular than the one that he had initially picked. In fact, he now stood head and shoulders above everybody else around him. 
 
 “ You must clear all 100 levels to finish the game. ” With that the floating giant disappeared from sight. Batman chuckled. Bruce knew that his comrades at Wayne Manor had certainly discovered the plight that he was in and had already deactivated the microwave transmitter at the base of the machine, but to be honest, he kind of wanted to see how this game played out. 
 
 From the corner of his eye Batman saw a young boy dart from the plaza, likely he was after the easy, nearby monsters and quests before everybody else caught on. He had a hard time faulting the kid, especially as he sped on his way after him. The katana that was strapped loosely to his back jangled at the brisk jog that he set out of the city. Being a fantasy-based game, he had equipped the weapons and gear that he would feel most comfortable in, with the thought that if it came down to it, he could always change equipment later. A smile crept over his face as he pulled the mask down. Apparently even this world needed The Batman. 

