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

Freya spent a lot of her time with Kiyoko. She was grieving, she needed more than just Isao to remind her that everything will be okay. Despite being a new mum, she was pushing herself.

Something Sekani scolded her about frequently. She was in the clear with the doctor, but he didn't want her falling back into the routine of breaking her body and pushing it to its limits.

To ensure that she didn't push herself, he asked Vada to accompany her every time she went over to the Misakis. He'd be left with Angelina taking care of the four newborns and occasionally Alora and Isao too.

"I think Sir Waynworth is right, you're pushing yourself way too hard madam." Vada was coming out of her shell the more she spent time with them.

"Oh I know. But can you imagine it? This woman lost her husband. It feels like she lost him twice, and I feel so devasted for her." Freya answered her taking long strides between the snow that came back over night.

A Promise