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

"Ki, you saved our asses..." Viktor proclaimed loudly when the harbinger fell with a deafening thud on the ground.

Kiro would've asked to be filled in but with just a single observation he could tell that the harbinger he'd just killed was not the first to come out of the portal, the ground was litterd with their bodies.

If he wasn't so good at masking concern and panic would have been written all over his face but he took a deep breath and his lips cracked apart to form a smile, a smile compensating of all the nervousness that was attempting to take over but the only thing he gave it was the smile.

Seeing everything that happened while he wasn't there to assess the situation brought up his past memories, memories that continued to haunt him way after they happened, memories of feeling helplessness, watching as his loved ones were taken away one by one when he could do nothing about it.

Through the Portal