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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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Aeredale Revival Auction (III)

Though production items rarely interested the denizens of Xenith, the hammer's design was too eye-catching not to give it a second look. 

Despite the lack of explanation regarding its effects, many attendees looked at the hammer with glistening eyes, simply because of its appearance.

"How pretty. That'd make an excellent addition to my showcase." Someone remarked in the stands below the VIP suites.

"That gorgeous red color would complement my wardrobe well. I must have it," a wealthy lady added, her fingers dancing across her lips.

In the meantime, Kieran squinted.

"Lord Aatrox, that item seems pretty good, don't you think? Then again, it might not hold any value to you since, as far as I'm aware, you don't possess a forging profession," Max said, blinking several times.

Even he had to admit that the hammer that Ameena showcased was beautiful.