webnovel

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 · Juegos
Sin suficientes valoraciones
633 Chs

The Emplenan's Shock, Nature Blanket

Considering that Kieran's only option was to find a way to meet with the Elven Queen and act upon the knowledge that the compendium imparted unto him, he fell silent and contemplated the easiest way to get an audience.

'Becoming a potential threat is completely out of the equation…' Kieran thought.

Any one of the people present could end him in a strike, so what resistance could he muster in that predicament? 

Eventually, Kieran decided that it was best to be straightforward in this situation. 

Though the elves' opinion of him remained negative, Kieran figured he had a few cards up his sleeve that he could play.

"I'd like to know if meeting with your queen is possible," Kieran voiced, shifting his gaze from Paeris to Viessa. 

Despite being most familiar with Paeris, Kieran understood that Viessa held the highest authority present.

"Meeting with the majesty?" Viessa parroted, turning her lip up at the question.