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

Trent was ready to receive a beating of his life and clean up after his master was done with his rampage. He'd been with the Blakeson family for all his life, he served his father before him.

During his youthful years, Gilbert had a very weak will according his father anyway. He was full of life and innocence, his mother was able to shield him from his father's cruelty until she died unexpectedly.

That's when everything changed for him, his father made it a point to beat that weakness out of him and it worked rather well. Trent watched as he was robbed of his loving and carefree nature, turning into an ever angry monster that was always hungry for more.

Of course he was just help, there was nothing he could've done to stop the change. That's why he never left, that's why he endured everything thrown at him because he felt guilty. Maybe Gilbert didn't remember those days, but he did.

Blakeson Estate, II