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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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Delightful Misfortune

Kieran had been intrigued by the Sacred Inheritor's claim, but when he learned the truth of what she meant… he felt indignation rise in large clumps. Bitter vitriol rose to the tip of his tongue, and hatred festered like a rotting wound, destroying part of his impression of her.

During her respite, the Sacred Inheritor had ventured deeper into the idyllic land while following the creatures that kept her company. She had happened upon fruits she had yet to consume — fruits akin to berries with an astringent taste.

At least the acetic taste she described quenched some of his repulsion. However, Kieran was still embittered by the entire situation.

'Oh sure, she gets some sour fruit to eat. But I must endure having my soul and body burned and forged by a deluge of resentments. We are not the same…'

Kieran released his exasperation through a deep sigh before turning to the current conversation.

"…So, what were you saying about these bitter fruits?"