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 both jerked up and looked at him, they slowly made their way towards him and sat closer to him. They looked at him expectedly. He didn't say anything. He didn't really want to let them know he was a slave, that was a topic he hated to be reminded of.

"Come on Nikolai, this could be crucial information to save Hiro's dad and find out what happened to my papi." Kiro said with a pleading voice.

Nikolai looked up and closed his eyes, he took a deep breath and started, "when I was a kid, something happened at the Black Estate. Mum woke me in the middle of the night, telling me my life was in danger." He paused remembering the kind eyes and smile his mother showed him that night.

He told them almost everything. He purposely left out some parts. Those were his secrets to keep, he didn't intend to divulge them to anyone, not even Felix. Every man had their own after all.

New Allies, Same Goal