Arrkein

Being a bottom feeder in society is an unpleasant experience.

That's how Kiro felt after being left for dead in a back alley. Abandoned and disappointed by the 'work hard' ethic his parents left for him.

'At least the heavens are weeping for me.'	As the light from his eyes faded, he declared as the last act of defiance.

He awoke in a room he hadn't seen in ten years. Whether it was due to sheer luck or divine intervention, he was grateful.

'Through the VR game, Asgard, I'll become filthy rich in this life time.'


Kiro was blissfully unaware that his return was a cry for something greater, for the underlying threats that hovered over his world.

The Earth After Rebirth

[Days ago, before the events of the welcoming ceremony...]

Isaac was left fuming, he was bleeding and ontop of that he had a broken nose. He watched Isla as she walked away smiling with that Kiro boy.

"That b*tch. She'll pay." He mumbled to himself as he staggered towards the medicentre. "I'll—I'll gut her. Just you wait—I'll destroy them all."

Isaac wanted more than anything to get his fathers approval. He knew suppressing those two would make his father acknowledge him.

His father didn't think much of him he knew this from the bottom of his heart, and now he was hearing rumours that he was looking to marry.

Isaac had never questioned his mother's death. He was told, she died in childbirth, but when he was 6 he overheard the maids talking about his mother having a really healthy pregnancy. About how strange it was that she died after giving birth.

The Plan