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

Their attention was completely captured by what the cocoon was doing. The sound was horrible to say the least. Tiny cracks began to show all over it, a gold liquid came dripping out.

They were almost right above it, at the drip they quickly moved out of the way. Afraid that the liquid would be toxic to them.

But when it touched the ground, there was no acidic effect to the grass or the soil. They still didn't trust it, though a beautiful aroma hit their noses.

Nobody wanted to get close to find that out. It could be possible that the liquid wouldn't be harmful to the nature around here while it could give them great damage. They didn't want to stupidly do something that would cost them, that and well the fact that they were scared.

"Just, don't touch it." Kiro commanded a very curious Lyle.

The Unexpected Encounter