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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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Ezra didn't immediately share her experiences with her Advancing. The room was silent as she gathered her thoughts, formulating the best way to describe what transpired and grasp the raw meaning of every imparted lesson and meaningful challenge.

Soon, she sighed, subconsciously gripping the blade fastened against her waist and slung behind her shoulder. Usually, a person would carry no more than two weapons to be wielded at a time… but Ezra held thrice that on her person, each bearing a unique shape.

That had caught Kieran's attention as soon as his psyche returned from the Realm's mystifying embrace. 

He remembered the course of her growth well, beginning with a single two-handed sword and later switching to two single-handed swords. They were lighter, sharper, and favored precision over deep, lethal cuts.