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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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Death's Augury

Dusvim laughed darkly as he emerged from the wall Kieran's attack blew him into. "Where did all that rage go? You're doomed to fail if you don't have that perverse power."

"My rage?" Kieran felt entertained by Dusvim's comment. 

Did he genuinely believe all his rage vanished into thin air as if it never once existed? Incorrect. To believe Kieran's fury merely disappeared was a fallacy.

On the contrary, he found a better place to invest it.

Crimson Ashrune seemed to roar and cry as Kieran held it. 

Not only had its size doubled without using Seethe Burst, but the Vampiric Blood Encrustation thickened, and its edge sharpened, producing a sinister yet contained feeling.

"Bastion, control him," Kieran ordered.

At the same time, part of Crimson Ashrune's exterior coating liquified. Bloody droplets dripped off the blade and seeped into the ground, painting the beige sand a beautiful ruby color.