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

They stood in line for an hour before they were assessed. Everyone had to be checked because of the chaos that happened a few days ago.

The gatekeeper looked at them one by one. He noticed the two that were not quite visible, they had robes over their bodies. One's stature was extremely small something he thought he could swat with just his tail, while the other was larger than him, he felt like a mountain was standing before him. This was definitely suspicious in his eyes.

"Belial, what's going on, what's this? There's more of you than when you left the city walls." The gatekeeper asked.

Kiro was impressed. He couldn't believe how attentive the guards were at everything. It was impressive that, he remembered the exact number of Belial's entourage. He thought this would be as easy as with human cities, humans didn't pay much attention to detail. Ontop of that they were corrupt, so you'd only need to bribe them.

The Rightful Heir