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The dappled sunlight of Aincrad's 22nd floor pierced the dense forest canopy, painting shifting patterns on the ground where Asuna and Kirito stood frozen, listening to the ragged sound of weeping. Parting a curtain of ferns, they found a girl, her clothes in tatters, curled into herself beneath the gnarled roots of an ancient tree. Asuna's amber eyes filled with immediate, tender concern, while Kirito's sharp gaze swept the clearing for threats before his posture relaxed into guarded compassion. 'It's all right,' Asuna murmured, sinking to her knees on the soft moss. The girl lifted a tear-streaked face, fear bright in her eyes. 'I'm you,' she whispered, her voice trembling. Kirito offered his hand, his palm steady and open. 'You're safe with us,' he stated, his voice a low promise, as h…