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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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Pain of Loss

A few minutes later…

Kieran led Altair and the others to the corridor where the Deep Sands Chamber's entrance was located. However, as they arrived at this place, the team realized a few minor issues.

"Uh, not to be a worrywart here, but…" Nemean grimaced while staring at the gaping crater beside them. "Was it you who caused this?"

"Yeah," Kieran answered truthfully. "I had a run-in with a Titled NPC of my own. Let's just say the battle became— " Kieran paused while searching for a proper word. "Heated."

"Ah," Nemean nodded while giving a complex look. Nevertheless, he switched to another troubling matter at hand. "What about getting inside this place? If I'm not mistaken, didn't we need a special sigil?"

"Hm…"

Kieran walked forward, placed his hand on the wall where the entrance should be and evaluated the chances of success. "There should be no need for us to rely upon special means like a sigil."