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 all looked at him curiously. Like he was the madman for even suggesting they started doubting each other, after years of working together harmoniously.

"How dare you even suggest that?" Gilbert's disgusted face made most of them flinch but Jesús had a boyish expression, that told anyone who looked close enough he didn't care.

"Why not? It's more plausible than a 17 year old who has thwarted you at every turn." He said with a smirk.

Everyone else in the room was quiet and simply looking from the two men who didn't hide the fact that they hated each other guts.

"Are you trying to protect that brat because your daughter's heart lies with him?" Gilbert asked, a vein popping at his temple.

"I wasn't saying anything for sure, but to ignore that one of us may be a traitor would be quite stupid!"

"Why, why would anyone here betray us? We trust each other here."

No One To Trust