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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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Desertborn Brigands (II)

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With the team now on horseback, traveling through the forest became effortless. Additionally, the horseriding experience was relatively pleasant since the Obsidian Criollos welcomed their company.

The only fault worth mentioning was that remaining stable required the riders to have a decent amount of Strength, Control, and Endurance.

For this reason, Kieran offered Alice some support when he found her struggling to keep steady atop the Obsidian Criollo's back. "The secret is anticipating the jolt of the horse's every movement and finding the right amount of bounce to counteract it."

"I-I understand… but that's a little difficult," Alice muttered while looking down slightly.

Kieran cluelessly followed her gaze before coughing and looking elsewhere. The source of her struggle was her decent-sized chest, which Kieran didn't possess. No matter how much she tried to control it, the extra bounce was inevitable given her natural endowment.