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

Hubris looked around the battlefield awkwardly, he was feeling conflicted a little but, he didn't know whether to jump for joy or be sad at the sight that was in front of him. He didn't know them, but they were his kin after all. The victory was bittersweet in his opinion.

His goal has always been to avenge his father, now that was done with, he didn't quite know what to do with himself. He half-expected for when this was all said and done, that he'd at least feel different, like a different hound, but it wasn't a life changing experience as he thought it'd be.

He was still the hound that had to take responsibility for his actions. He had just killed their king, they had no one else but him, he also didn't know the first thing about running a kingdom. But he wouldn't let himself abandon them.

New Dawn