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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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Worrisome Schism

Standing over the heap of dark sand, Kieran chest and fell with ragged breaths. The Dread Circlet continued to spin with his body serving as the axis. Its slow revolutions produced several sporadic arcs of dreadful, destructive, and volatile discharge. 

Those surges of awful power kept the others away from him.

He stood with his eyes closed, attempting to manage the voices in his head that grew louder, more sinister, and more compelling. What would happen when the curse grew too powerful? Could he lose himself to Carnage and become nothing more than its mindless thrall?

The grim thought passed his mind again, causing him to frown and sigh while holding his hand above the collapsed pile of sand and jewels. It was the corpse of the Sentinel which decayed immediately.