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

After the system crashed their meeting to confirm the truth in Kiro's story, those who didn't want to believe him were left in utter shock.

The silence made the hall seem a little bigger than it actually was — everyone alone in their head space, with their thoughts.

Kiro understood the dilemma they were in, but at least they didn't get to witness the end of humanity like he did. He was mostly recovered though and was waiting for them to come to their own senses.

"Well, I need to go." He finally said when nobody moved for over an hour.

"Ishaan don't be crazy. The system clearly said at least two hours in a day. I don't know about you but this game, this world just became a whole less interesting. It feels like a chore now." Nikolai reasoned.

Moments of Bliss