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

There was an awkward pause, he looked straight into Lil's eyes and snorted. Turning his back on her, he couldn't believe her hypocrisy. She was always against killing, but if it was convenient for her she was clearly all for it.

Of course Jin wasn't going to give into her primal needs. He had his self and family to think about, he couldn't imagine what they'd do to his family if he killed one of them. He'd been selfish all this, why would he stop now.

"Did that idiot just snort at me, hey!! Dammit!" She was fuming. With Jin ignoring her, it only made matters worse.

"Lil, calm down will you? You know his situation, no matter how much you want to ignore it." Zak told her sagely.

"Oh yeah? If he wants to be understood he can say something!"

Their conversation wasn't heard, fortunately for them. The crowd drowned out anything that wasn't cheering for the gladiator or the rich brat brave enough to enter the ring.

Tales From The Ring, III