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

"Nikolai was it?" When his initial shock subsided he asked.

"Kiro is in his bedroom, I'll ask Vada to take you. Excuse us." Sekani said getting out of his office followed by Wilfred.

"I'm not here for him sir, I want in." Nikolai didn't break eye contact once.

"The mine operation sir, it was initially going to be us going there and Kiro told me everything, he knows I'm here now asking you for this." This was far too personal for him to not be involved.

"Why would you want to go through something like that? You understand that it will be very dangerous, you could lose your life in the process?" Sekani was very stern as he tried to make the situation as dire as possible, hoping to scare him away.

But he didn't know, Nikolai had gone through his own personal hell. There wasn't much in the world that could scare him.

Cooking with Sekani