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

The mountain suddenly felt like an insurmountable foe. Not because of the bloodbath that awaited them in a few seconds, but something beyond that.

Whatever Hubris sniffed at the foot of the mountain, they were finally going to be face to face with it. It leaked out its horrid disgusting aura, Kiro wasn't sure they were ready for it. But seeing as they had to take of this first, he put it out of his mind.

They climbed atop a little mountain top. Instead of the white ground they've been walking on all this way, it was red, red with all the crimson monkeys.

[You've achieved something no one has. Conquering Sun's mountain is a great feat. This will be recorded in the hall of fame.]

"This can't be it? What about the many monsters this mountain is supposed to have?" He clicked his tongue, remembering he started watching this game after the patch.

Crimson Fur