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

The door to the bedroom creaked open. Kiro entered with a confused expression. His parents jumped, startled at his sudden appearance.

"Why were you listening in on our conversation?" Freya asked him sternly.

"I mean, I didn't mean to eavesdrop... Hey don't change the subject!"

Freya simply smiled. As if to say, 'well it was worth a try.' Kiro looked at his parents expectedly but none of them wanted to say anything. Kiro had already been through a lot in their eyes, especially with the academy incident. They wanted to protect him.

But Sekani realised it was well beyond that now. He was already exposed and there was nothing they could do to change that, even if they wished it were not true.

"Ki, listen, I don't want you involved in the family company until after graduation, can you let your father handle this bit?" He asked him sincerely.

Found Out