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

He expected to have his consciousness stolen from him, but that never happened. But the sound startled him so much that his eyes shot open.

There was a snake-like chain in front of him that completely stopped zombie Kiro on its tracks. His entire body was on fire. He took a closer look, it was familiar, his fire had come out to protect him when he'd all given up.

Felix had saved him just in the nick of time with the same weapon he had created for him. He didn't need to be told twice, as he quickly took steps back, creating a great distance between him and the zombie.

"You know, I've always wanted to dissect a zombie." Felix said innocently.

"Hey, don't get too excited, he's still your leader." Nikolai chimed in.

"So? He's an enemy now. He's clearly stronger than us, we shouldn't hold back."

First Base Cleared