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

They looked at it with both great fear and amazement. They were like stupid moths that couldn't help but be drawn to a flame.

Every time the thing inside's heart pulsated, they could see the cocoon slightly moving and their own hearts would skip a beat, in the most painful way possible.

"I've never had a heart attack but I imagine it would be like this." Nikolai joked clutching at his chest, in hopes of calming his racing heart down.

If they weren't in a pain of their own, they could've perhaps laughed but no one did. Not even Kiro. He was more scared than he'd ever been in-game, what was in front them was more dangerous than anything they'd ever faced.

If push came to shove though, Kiro admitted he'd have to use the powers that were on a couple of months cool down. Only if they'd let him though, he didn't think he had much of a choice in the matter.

A Mysterious Find