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 doors to their meeting flew open, revealing Ishaan from the other side.

"Sorry I'm late, are you guys okay? I only heard this morning, I was worried sick."

"What do you know about the Sanctum, Ishaan?" Kiro asked him, looking dead in the eyes.

"Holy hell Ishaan! You do know!" Nikolai chimed in.

Ishaan had a genuine confused expression on his face. He was also a little lost for words, nobody should know what the Sanctum was but a few people. So few it was only their fathers and the children they've chosen to take over for them once they've left.

Nikolai and Hiro were just about ready to pound him, they'd gotten up from their seats with crazed looks on their eyes. Ishaan wasn't fast enough as he was still in his state of confusion.

Hard Truths