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

The excitement died down when he realised that he didn't have a clue how to go about perfecting his jump skill. He knew that it was closely related to vibrations, but he couldn't exactly decide when and where he will land.

Walking away from the dungeon, they decided to not run another one. Even with Hubris there, they couldn't be sure what encounters lay ahead. Most importantly they couldn't run late with the tournaments starting soon.

"You'll get it." Nikolai reassured him.

Hubris was like a mountain in their midst. He offered to carry them but Kiro didn't feel right about using him as a mount now that he knew he was an actual existing being and not a code.

He wanted to treat him as an equal. But Hubris didn't see it like that at all, Kiro was still the master that saved his life. He owed it to him until his dying breath.

Monster Under Your Bed