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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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General Xithora's Concerns

Ezra looked at Kieran silently for a moment.

Even though there was arrogance weaved into his tone, Ezra somehow felt it didn't originate from a place of conceit.

No, she thought it was something Kieran truly believed and felt it was possible to accomplish, provided he had enough time to grow.

Eventually, Ezra's expression softened into an expectant smile. "I hope that's true. I wouldn't mind watching a show. And… should you ever need help, know that you'll have a shoulder to lean on. Thanks to your opportunities, Eclipse is acclimating well inside this new kingdom."

"Oh? Is that so?" Kieran smiled charmingly and crossed his arms against his chest. "You know, the future is a fickle entity where nothing is cemented. So how could you know I'll always have a shoulder to lean upon? What if something outside of our control were to happen? What would you do then?"