Truth Behind Asgard

Kiro looked at the being in front of him, as if waiting for him to say the big reveal. Because the one he had said must've been some kind of a joke.

His face once again contorted into one of panic. If this wasn't the game, then where was he. He understood what the being told him about this place, but he was just a human, the urge to know the where and how were very strong.

"It's not a joke." He reassured him.

The appearance he put on was definitely easy on the eyes. If he hadn't seen his true self, he would probably be admiring how chiselled, yet seemingly soft his facial features were.

"Who are you?" He asked coldly, he wanted to get up but didn't trust that his legs would carry him.

"Time god, Chronos." He said simply as if that was the most obvious thing.

"Gods are real?" He croaked.

"Who do you think turned back time with your memories intact? Huh?"

"You—it was you?"