Third person POV
The next morning, while Roxas was in his morning walk across the neighborhood, Anko led him to the spot where he had died in Aincrad. That spot had the same coordinates as in Aincrad. Upon seeing that, it was nothing more than a spot on the sidewalk. But Anko revealed to him how he had died and confirmed that the spot they are in now was where he had died.
Roxas was shocked, and Anko revealed that it was Evil Eugeo who killed him.
"No flippin' way!" Roxas commented in shock. "I'm sorry for you."
"You don't have to apologize, Roxas-kun," Anko replied back.
Because of that, Roxas had unknowingly completed a side achievement known as Sympathy for the Dead Player.
That side achievement was available for those who had a spirit guardian of their own.
And so, he was rewarded with a choice of either a set of 3 incense sticks or 2 candles. Since he grew up as a Filipino, Roxas chose the second option. Then, 2 white, wax candles complete with them being lit appeared on the spot where Anko died. Anko was confused by Roxas' choice of candles instead of incense sticks, only for Roxas to tell him that Filipinos commonly used candles for the deceased. Anko got that, and Roxas looked at the spot in respecting Anko's final moments in the game.
But not too far from them, Evil Kirito was watching them, being puzzled at Roxas' use of candles for this death spot visit.
"What in the…?" his mind asked.
Evil Kirito was then disturbed internally by someone else within him, but then shunned that person off by force.
At school, in Literature class, there was a mock debate session between Roxas and an American British student named Adam Longway. Roxas was a literary restorationist who hated dystopian fiction, while Adam here is a hardcore fan of it, making this debate interesting. Anko was invisible while sitting on the teacher's desk, swinging his ghostly legs in anticipation.
"You don't get it, Roxas," Adam said to him while holding his paperback copy of "1984", "dystopian fiction is a warning to us of the dreadful elitist future that we're living in now. It's nothing but darkness and despair, man…"
"Yes, but if there was no restoration of it," replied Roxas calmly and steadily, "then it was not worth my time. I hated "Fahrenheit 451", too. Are books bad? They're bad here, not the books. Books are a bedrock of civilization. If I were to make a revised fanfic of it, I would make them immortal and burn each other with their flamethrowers to restore the books they had incinerated. They can regenerate as well. The salamander would be a Phoenix who would be a librarian as well."
Adam was struck by the restorationist rays of the narrative. "What?! You're ruining the edginess of dystopian fiction! You can't just supernatural your way out of a social critique!"
"I can in my own versions," replied Roxas calmly. "Dystopian fiction is a heresy."
Anko was laughing his ass. "Oh, man, that guy's brain is melting faster than Lisbeth-san's melting metals!"
Roxas said his responses like a clergyman behind a pulpit.
He is basically a Wesleyan in terms of action and style.
Class was dismissed with a short homework on the choice of literature genre in the form of a 5-paragraph essay.
Adam was hyperventilating while Roxas was writing his notes on his dystopian fiction restorationist book.