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 was in the shower for 2 minutes and everything started to calm down. He sighed deeply.

"That was too close." There was nothing shameful about it, but he'd kill himself first before letting Isla witness that, if it wasn't her that caused it.

"Ki, are you alright?" A knock sounded on the other side.

"Ah yes, I just needed a quick shower. I was feeling a bit sick from the alcohol." He lied.

They walked out of the apartment, his hair was damp and it was obscuring his view a bit. In his hurry, he didn't see it, but there was foam on his hair.

"Very sorry about my sister, she's a bit, forward. She teases everyone a lot." She apologised while unconsciously fixing his hair.

Kiro was thankfully saved before he could get soaked into the moment. They were finally called to the dining hall. There was every bit of food Sanctauri had to offer.

First Kisses