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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...

ApexPen · Games
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Genuine Camaraderie

Kieran's four uses of his Ruinous Negation Aspect left his body in a precarious state. Queasiness surfaced as it felt like some intangible presence clutched his stomach with a vice grip.

Although the Sand Severing Sand Worm was the only remaining monster in the vicinity, Kieran felt incredibly feeble. His breaths had become weak as the veins on his left temple pulsated alarmingly.

'An Aspect… is the worst technique I've ever encountered,' Kieran thought. He flailed his left arm, stabbing Crimson Ashrune through the sand, and relied upon it for support in his time of weakness.

"Aatrox—!" Altair screamed out before dashing toward Kieran. The Sand Severing Sand Worm's large blade-like horn emanated a deep amber light that worried Altair.

Once this light appeared, a small yet progressively advancing fissure opened inside the sand. Several small twisters surfaced on the desert's floor until these twisters converged into sand spears.