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 closed his eyes. It was his turn to feel a burning sensation within himself. The others new his dire relationship with Isaac, so they expected for him to blow up any minute. They slowly retreated and left him standing there alone.

"System, where do you get off hijacking After Dark's chances to level up? I take it back, I don't want your help anymore. Bring us back to our base, we can just walk." He said as calmly as he could, through gritted teeth.

His friends were impressed that he could appear that cool headed, when they could smell the anger from where they stood.

[I'll think about it. For the time being, you're stuck together. It may take me a while to process your request and it's unfortunately too late, even if you stand there waiting, the monsters will surely come to you. Happy hunting.]

Prometheus