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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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Disgusted, Discerned Trails

A few moments later…

"Agh!"

A man dressed in leather attire crawled out from a small crater within a partly forested area. Due to having just died, his level had dropped from 50 down to 47, making him ineligible to challenge his Class Advancement until he amassed a suitable amount of EXP points again.

"Damn you, Aatrox!" Despot scowled, pounding the ground with his fist. 

Vielens and Soulless had tasked him with trailing the others to find out where they were heading.

Unfortunately for him, before Despot could accomplish his task, a humongous and unavoidable blood sword zoomed in his direction, claiming his life instantly.

Because of his high Infamy, the Death Penalty he faced was quite harsh. Then again, even though he seethed with rage at the loss of his levels, Despot was at a loss for words regarding his equipment.