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 slept like a baby that night. Even though he chose the floor, giving Felix his bed. That's just how he was taught, you treat guests better.

He would've minded if the floor wasn't so soft and comfortable to sleep on though. It had only been a couple of months, but he was too used to his soft beds now. He couldn't even imagine how his previous one felt.

He wasn't going to pry but he guessed why Felix needed time away from the Black estate. Now that he had money, he could afford to buy himself and his father a house. But that would feel like he was leaving Nikolai behind.

He also knew that Nikolai wouldn't want to leave the estate, that's where his mother died, that's where she was buried. He wouldn't mind taking him with wherever he wanted to buy the house, but he had every problem with leaving behind with just his father.

First Official