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Zenith Online: Rebirth of the Strongest Player

Death is sometimes not the end, and the zenith is empty. Legends rise and fall. Myths are born. Faced with death after a dismal fall from grace where glory, renown, and prominence were once found, Kieran's second chance is fueled by vengeance. It burns like a ruinous flame and drives Kieran's quest for power within and without. Though not an ingrate, he remains curious about why he returned to the past instead of dying. He has nothing but questions, but his death puts the beginning of his story into perspective, showing him that Zenith Online... is the beginning of the end — the end of the current Age. The zenith is empty and calls for someone to claim its throne, but to answer that call means to bear the consequences. Everything — especially choice — has a cost. Challenges lay in wait. The road to supremacy is wound in suffering, and to know the truth is to know madness. And so, the Maddened awakens...

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Dreadful Little Monster

Nearly five days later…

Kieran stood a few meters from Scar with a decisive expression while several chains of blood snaked around his body. A sharp look radiated from his eyes as Kieran lifted his unoccupied hand.

Throughout this training, Kieran broke the habit of having Crimson Ashrune as his only medium to unleash blood attacks. 

While it was far from perfect, Kieran felt a deeper connection to the blood he wielded after Blood Mania reached Lv.4, which was a mere step away from a decent upgrade.

'I haven't reached the level of containing all my vitality with zero wastage, but it has been greatly reduced. This training was truly amazing,' Kieran inwardly thought.

Kieran's gaze shifted to Scar, who seemed to await his final move.

"Unleash it. I know you'll get it right this time. Once you do, it will conclude our first formal training. While victory remains uncertain, I don't doubt you'll do well," Scar said.