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

When the call dropped, Freya immediately regretted calling her eldest. She had promised Sekani that she wouldn't, they wanted him to entirely focus on school. But she couldn't hold it in anymore, she thought she was going to explode if she tried.

She was extremely surprised by how calm and well Kiro had taken the news. He even offered to send them money, 500 creds wasn't a joke and weekly at that?

"Do you think he's gotten himself involved with a bad crowd?" She asked her husband, concern in her voice.

"If he wasn't, he is now." He reprimanded sternly.

"Well, what's that supposed to mean?"

"We promised, and you broke it. Kiro is out there worried now, doing gods knows what, figuring out how to be the man of this house, so we don't starve."

"Kiro is part of this family, he deserved to know."

Family Affairs