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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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Gladiator's Coliseum

A few minutes later…

Kieran stopped and stared at a magnificent temple roughly ten times larger than the temple in Aeredale City. The temple sat upon a mountain that felt eerily similar to a volcano.

As Kieran turned around, he noticed a winding road of igneous rocks shaped into a passageway. Some parts of the winding road seemed unstable enough to induce the most petrifying fear, while other parts welcomed safe travels.

The War Deity Council opted for this design to convey the notion that only the brave should consider approaching this esteemed location. It was a lofty belief, but the War Deity Council possessed the esteemed and physical might to support this decision.

Afterward, Kieran glanced at the small building they walked out of and voiced a question weighing heavily on his mind.

"How come we didn't teleport directly inside the main temple?"