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

'He's such a show off. Well, he can rampage all he wants, it's not hurting us in any way.' He thought to himself while giving Felix a grin and a nod of approval.

That seemed to have lit a fire in his belly. He didn't attack the ones who hid behind the undeads, he knew the element of surprise was gone. They'd know what to expect, so he helped his team in getting rid of the army in front of them.

"Kiro, they seem to be endless." Jorge complained not knowing what to do.

"Just breathe, relax, remember that keeping these summons is draining them too. If you're gonna lose in terms of mana and stamina, you may aswell drop dead right now." He yelled, he was right next to him but with the noise he didn't think he'd be heard.

"Right!" Jorge stilled his heart and forged forwards.

Natural Enemies