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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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Deep Sands Chamber

The assemblage of Desertborn Brigands increased the deeper Kieran and the others followed them inside the hideout. Eventually, the surroundings grew dark and ominous as Kieran switched places with Altair.

"I'll lead for now since my vision is better. But that doesn't mean you can slack off, Aatrox. Keep your senses peeled," Altair said while brushing past Kieran.

Kieran lifted his head with an amused chuckle. "Now, why would I slack off? There is so much to be done. This is only the beginning, so slacking off is not an option."

"I'm just saying," Altair shrugged.

Afterward, the party followed Altair's lead, who moved more carefully than Kieran since he could see the Desertborn Brigands' action. They sometimes paused to converse with each other, which led to Altair stopping the party.

Only once the Desertborn Brigands resumed their movement did Altair unclench his raised fist and motion for them to continue.