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

Ishaan slowly took out his sword. Hiro had crafted it for him, he wasn't quite comfortable yet, he didn't know which weapon best suited him. Battle Mages were versatile like that, they weren't limited.

Kiro grabbed to his left instinctively, but there was nothing there. He smiled at how silly that was, Hubris was running his kingdom, not by his side.

He took out Ryu, this was still hell mode, he wouldn't make the mistake of underestimating it.

"These penguins, are they strong?" He asked masking his fear.

[You've encountered deadly penguins. They're small in size but aren't to be underestimated. Capable of fighting other A ranked monster with impeccable ease.

Ishaan waited in anticipation, his sword at the ready. His weapon was thinly coated with magic. He tried to sense where the enemy will come from, but he couldn't.

Wintry