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

Kiro didn't want his mother to work. So he took Loki and Philip to prepare a unit for Philip. Kiro understood their relationship now, though he still didn't want him living in their house, he had 2 siblings coming after all.

Loki was wearing some dumb shoes that made him slightly float. He wasn't helping at all as they cleaned the dust off, moving some things, getting Philip ready to move in.

He just kept jumping from the top floor of the building, and the pressure from the shoes would stop him from completely touching the ground.

"Hey don't be a brat, come help!" Kiro shouted back.

But he was ignored. He didn't really want to be alone with this guy. He didn't think he was a bad guy, but he just came into his life so abruptly, he didn't like it.

"You don't like me huh? I get it! Suddenly being the younger brother when you were the older one, must suck." Philip said cheerfully.

Unexpected Visitors