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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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Wild Fighting

Razed lands stretched as far in the distance as Kieran could see.

Because of the miasma's density, that distance was disturbingly small. It wasn't an exaggeration to say Kieran was almost blind out here. Walking beyond the iron gate was like trying to wade through muddied waters.

Cardinal Weiss noticed Kieran idling near the colossal iron gate and smiled at him mockingly.

"What's the matter, young Voiceless? You have been given the fresh air you requested. Are you scared of a little bit of grass?"

Kieran blinked while staring at the ground. 

'Grass? What damned grass?'

A bit sour from the teasing, Kieran scowled with a gurgling grunt and made wild gestures at the ground as if he were saying:

"Have you gone mad? What grass do you see?"