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

"Okay, we have to be very sure about our story. We shouldn't lie too much, a bit of truth spread out into a believable story should be enough?"

They were standing right outside his door, whispering to themselves. It was still very much winter and the winds weren't so kind to them from where they were standing.

"Remind me again, why do we need to accompany you guys?" Nikolai asked.

"Obviously we have to leave together Friday morning." He answered a bit agitated, this was clearly getting on his nerves.

The door swung open. The dean was standing right at its frame, his eyes looking from student to student. For a moment, they thought they saw a relieved expression on his face. His tense body slightly relaxed too.

"Are you going to keep whispering outside my door? I have so much work to do. If you have no business with me, get!" He shooed them away.

"Sir, please, we have business with you."

To the Dean's Office