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

Sekani woke up early that morning to fly to his new employees. He was still concerned, but somehow he trusted Kiro to take care of their family while he was away.

"Are you sure you don't want to see them before you leave? You know how much Alora loves you around." Freya asked her husband unsure.

He smiled and kissed her on the forehead, "She'll be alright for a few days. I'll be back before she notices and please, take care of yourselves." He emphasised looking at her belly.

Freya smiled brushing her stomach and gave him a 'are you serious right now' look. They both knew the first thing Alora would ask was 'where's daddy.' Sekani replied with more kisses then ran off to take care of business.

He felt good and grateful to his son for giving him the opportunity to realise his dream that he was sure had died. He gave himself a mental note to thank his son when he next sees him.

At The Plant