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

"Wait, isn't he an outsider? I thought this was only for us?" Nikolai asked confused.

Kiro's eyes fell on Viktor, who was already getting up, prepared to wait outside. It wasn't as if he didn't trust Kiro, he just didn't want to look for him in case this thing didn't work. He spent quite the money, Kiro had integrity there was no way he wouldn't give him his money back if it didn't work.

"That's alright, he can stay, this is guardian news anyway. He drank the potion, he'll be one soon enough." Kiro explained.

"Then shouldn't Saanvi and Isla be here too?" Ishaan asked confused.

Kiro shook his head. He didn't need a crowd looking at him funny at what he was about to tell them. He, himself, thought it was insane. If he didn't see it himself, he'd find it hard to believe coming from anyone else.

"Idiot, then Isaac and Ursa would have to come too." Felix shook his head disappointed.

The Truth