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 have to even turn his head to know that he screwed up. He could feel the metallic teeth sink deeper, through his skin and into his bones.

'How the f*ck?' He couldn't believe that his very hard skin was penetrated by a mere zombie.

He felt a cold chill run up his spine. For a second he was rooted in place, not because he was poisoned or anything but because he was shocked. There were never any zombies, he could remember in his past life, he had no idea how this would affect him.

His thoughts were disturbed by a vibrating Ryu. The staff almost exploded with anger, it was furious that a mere undead dared to sink its teeth on his master. Kiro quickly acted, and pierced the head of the zombie with his staff, it immediately turned into mush.

[You've been infected by the zombie bite. You will turn into a zombie, the effects will last a single minute. Have fun.]

Zombie Kiro