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

"I mean, we do, it's in the city."

"Do you know why my master called that idiotic? You have erected your base in enemy base. My uncle is cruel and cunning, I'm sure he keeps tabs on everything you hounds do. No wonder you haven't been able to topple his monarchy. He has been leading you all by the nose. Useless!"

He was breathing heavily with anger. He couldn't believe how stupid his kin were, originally he thought they were really smart beings. The anger felt hotter when he thought back to when they looked down on Kiro.

"Hey now, don't do anything stupid. Don't make me bring back your punishment."

He was still frustrated but he obliged. He didn't quite want things to go back to when food was foreign to him, he was too used to this newfound delicacy.

"What were you doing here in this forest anyway?"

Underground Base