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 sat there, with both his hands on his face. He couldn't believe the fear this incident instilled in him. He was shaking, but only slightly. Relief flooded his entire body.

"Thanks for coming, both of you." He told his friends.

Both of them decided to stay, he may have received good news but they could tell that he was still not okay.

"I'll get us something to eat." Philip said walking out, Hiro went with him.

"You know, it's okay to show that you're hurt or sad, when you are?" Isla could tell that he was ashamed to have showed them a vulnerable side of him.

"Of course I know that." He said annoyed with himself, "I just, don't like showing it. I'll work on that."

"Saanvi couldn't come, she sends her concerns though. You two are always at odds but I think that's just weird, friendly banter."

"Yeah." He smiled for the first time.

Four More Rascals