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 had to be patient little boys, waiting for the exam results to come out. Constantly going to the gym, spending most of their hours working out. They had well defined muscles.

Compared to 3 months ago, they looked like Kings. They've grown taller, gained great weight that they turned into lean muscles that suited their heights.

Most importantly, they made friends. Great friends that didn't have a problem of their low societal status before they got billions.

During this waiting period, they both called their families, they had to get them to the upper district somehow. So they told an innocent lie. That the academy was holding an end of the term event, they were all needed to attend.

They went as far as to say the school's private jet will pick them up the morning after the schools were closed. They only needed to get to the airport at such and such time. They wanted the surprise to be perfect.

Upper District