[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith":3,"chapter-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-645":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Childhood Friend of the Zenith",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1240495,1667,"Chapter 644","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-645",645,"\u003Cp>\"Isn't it in the Secret Cave of Shanxi?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean it's inside the artifact? What nonsense is that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung's perplexed words left me momentarily dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whiing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling sensation brushed past. It was an illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings had long been still; there was no way for the wind to blow. This was purely a feeling I sensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotions rising from within pierced my chest and penetrated my mind. It wasn't internal energy, yet it lightly tapped on my upper dantian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stifling and oppressive sensation. When I felt a chill at the thought, I barely managed to regain my composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you mean by that…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words I barely managed to utter were trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Master's remnant will was inside the Huashan Sect artifact. Are you saying that wasn't intentional on your predecessors' part?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could my memory be wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even entertaining that idea for a moment, I knew better than anyone it wasn’t the case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was more plausible that Namgung Myung had misspoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Perhaps he meant it was in the Secret Cave?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, then… what was it again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Huashan Sect artifact, whose name I couldn’t even recall anymore. Was Namgung Myung saying that artifact was in the Secret Cave of Shanxi? That seemed more likely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If that’s the case, Namgung Myung’s reaction doesn’t make sense.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I could still vividly recall Namgung Myung’s surprised expression at the idea of it being in the artifact. That was undoubtedly a genuine reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Think.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could have happened here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While I was staring wide-eyed in confusion, Namgung Myung frowned and spoke to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was inside the artifact… Are you saying that’s true?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could I forget?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The artifact that absorbed energy on its way to the Huashan Sect, along with the voice of Noya that I heard back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been over five years, yet I couldn’t forget that day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which made it all the more troubling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What on earth is going on?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something didn’t add up. I needed to figure out what had gone wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Did you say that Master Noya, the Sword of Huashan, was in the Secret Cave?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And his will was placed inside the artifact left there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I asked the question as my suspicions came to mind. Namgung Myung slightly shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clear denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That never happened, nor should it ever happen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shouldn’t happen? Why not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Placing a will into an artifact only buys time. It wouldn’t serve the purpose we desired.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Purpose…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was likely referring to Master Noya’s reincarnation, or perhaps his revival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That must have been the goal Namgung Myung was talking about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I mulled over his words. Could he be lying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it possible that this man, known as the Thunder Blade, was lying outright?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had to consider such possibilities as I judged the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… you're saying what happened with the artifact was not intentional on your predecessors' part?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as I sank into my thoughts, I kept speaking. I couldn’t let him see that I was suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘If…’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Namgung Myung’s words were true, there was one scenario that began to surface in my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several months ago, back in Hubei, I had coincidentally encountered Yeongpoong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words he spoke then kept coming back to me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think I’ve become the heir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeongpoong had secretly confided in me that he had become the heir of the Huashan Sword. I had feigned surprise and scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally. I was Noya’s heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Yeongpoong was a member of the Huashan Sect, that fact would never change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, that’s what I had believed back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘…But Yeongpoong said he discovered it in a cave in Shanxi.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The familiar energy he carried, the voice he claimed to have heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hadn’t seemed like Yeongpoong was lying, and I had thought there must have been some misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, deep down, I was confident that I was the true heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That confidence was beginning to waver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘It all lines up.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cave discovered in Shanxi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The traces and energy found within… and even the voice. It all aligned with Namgung Myung’s mention of the Secret Cave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that place really was the cave left behind by Noya—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘But those are just traces and opportunities. It’s not the same as reincarnation.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I had obtained Noya’s energy and will from the Huashan artifact, Yeongpoong had only acquired traces. Reincarnation was a completely different concept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reincarnation had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That seemed to be the correct conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His will was indeed inside the artifact. It was specifically the Huashan Sect’s artifact. Do you have any idea why this might have happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I set aside the matter of Yeongpoong and focused solely on my own experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t know. If what you say is true, then something must have gone wrong along the way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap. Tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I quietly tapped my waist with my fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much I thought about it, it didn’t make sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘What could have happened?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although preparations had been made beforehand, the fact that the situation had ended up like this meant that, as Namgung Myung suggested, something had gone wrong midway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the incident Yeongpoong experienced was also related to that disturbance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Something went awry, disrupting the plans. Noya couldn’t reincarnate, and his will ended up in the artifact.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Yeongpoong found traces of Noya in Shanxi and was recognized by his sect as the heir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed even the heroes I’d met in the past weren’t aware of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘The likes of Tang Jemun and Yeon Il-cheon might know, but Hwang Ah-bool-young and Namgung Myung seem unaware.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assuming, of course, that the Namgung Myung before me was the real one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paths had twisted and overlapped so much that the end was no longer in sight. How had Noya failed to reincarnate? I pondered the question before asking Namgung Myung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why were you trying to reincarnate the Sword of Huashan in the first place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was so much to think about, but I couldn’t reach any conclusions. I needed to gather more information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside the fact that Noya’s reincarnation had failed, why Noya specifically? That was the question I decided to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How such a thing was possible didn’t matter right now. That would be a pointless inquiry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The purpose was more important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I posed the question, Namgung Myung looked at me with an enigmatic expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you curious about that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because it’s strange.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could it not be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The greatest warrior of that era was Geumcheon Gwonwang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tale of a small clan in Sichuan rising above major sects and renowned families to reach the pinnacle was still famous today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s more, the trading company his family ran had risen to become Zhongyuan’s most powerful trading company, making him a figure of unmatched power, fame, and wealth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was none other than Yeon Il-cheon, the Martial King of Geumcheon, and one of the heroes who ended the Blood Disaster centuries ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘He was a regressor like me.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A being who had even turned back time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did you choose the Sword of Huashan over such a man?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had they chosen the Sword of Huashan over the greatest warrior of that era? It was something I had always been curious about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung fell silent at my question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I waited. He didn’t seem to be ignoring the question but rather deliberating over how to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of waiting, Namgung Myung finally spoke while looking at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because he was the only one who fit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excuse me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An odd answer emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No matter how much we thought about it. He was the only one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Noya their only option?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could that statement mean—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Are you saying the Sword of Huashan was stronger than the Martial King of Geumcheon?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, that guy never defeated Ilcheon. Neither I nor anyone else ever did.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I thought perhaps he had been a hidden powerhouse or something like that, but Namgung Myung was resolute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, why was it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Successor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You said you’ve spoken with Shin Cheol's will before, haven’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…That’s correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was more often sarcastic exchanges or bickering laced with insults, that could still be considered a conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of person was he, in your opinion?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Am I allowed to answer honestly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go ahead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He was a crazy old man who was nothing like a Daoist despite claiming to be one. He lacked tact, had a filthy temper, and any conversation lasting more than ten sentences always ended in anger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no. Did I go too far?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wondered if I should have phrased it more delicately, but Namgung Myung's reaction was unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you truly are that guy’s successor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had expected him to get at least a little upset about me insulting his friend, but for some reason, he nodded. That response irritated me for no discernible reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not the answer I was looking for, but you’ve hit the mark. He wasn’t Daoist-like at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung’s expression subtly shifted as he began talking about Shin Noya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked almost wistful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unlike other Daoists, he didn’t bother with hypocritical platitudes. Instead, he constantly spewed curses, and whenever he picked up a sword, he was nothing short of a madman.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression looked nostalgic, but his words painted a starkly contrasting picture. What kind of life had the real Noya lived? To be called a lunatic even by his closest friend…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shook my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘How strange of a man was he?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard for someone as normal as me to understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the explanation continued, I found myself wondering if Noya really had been the wrong choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung’s voice suddenly became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Despite all that, he was someone who never wavered in his convictions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Convictions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Convictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weighty word made my shoulders feel slightly heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You asked why it was Shin Cheol.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because, among us, his convictions were the most unwavering.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unwavering convictions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What exactly did that mean? I wasn’t sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps my expression gave it away, as Namgung Myung continued explaining while looking at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hwang Ah-bool-young had a strong spirit but was weak-willed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was referring to the Shaolin hero, the bald old man embodied in the carp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Knowing that himself, he chose to step back and remain within Shaolin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That likely meant he had given up on reincarnation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Jemun, unlike Hwang Ah-bool-young, had firm convictions. But her martial ability was the weakest. Moreover, her compatibility was poor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I recalled the woman I had encountered at a lake in Sichuan. Despite her name, she was delicate and beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeon Ilcheon’s convictions were incomplete. As for me, I had too many lingering attachments. That’s why it was Shin Cheol.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still don’t understand. What does that even mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept talking about convictions, but what exactly was he getting at?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were heroes who had saved the world. How could their convictions be considered weak? Surely, they were far deeper and stronger than mine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I asked with that intent, Namgung Myung made an ambiguous expression. It seemed both bitter and resigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We couldn’t afford to falter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That statement carried an unsettling weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s why we had to choose someone who wouldn’t break under any circumstances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And what does that have to do with convictions? Are you saying the others had weak convictions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, all of us were strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The problem was the direction of our convictions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung’s gaze became unfocused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know what kind of convictions were important to us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I don’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words made my eyes widen slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We needed to save the world. For that, we required unwavering convictions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hwang Ah-bool-young lacked confidence in his convictions, which could falter at any moment. Tang Jemun’s martial ability was weak, and her convictions were rooted incompassion, which disqualified her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compassion. There was no need to ask whom that compassion was directed toward. It seemed like everyone but that clueless old man already knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The same applied to me. I…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung paused before continuing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wished for the revival and safety of my family more than for the world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I tilted my head at his somewhat somber tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is that different?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping the Blood Disaster to save the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t that enough? I couldn’t understand why he saw it differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s very different.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Living for the world and having that as an additional goal are two entirely different things. That’s why all of us had to step back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, are you saying Noya lived for the world?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t a shred of hesitation in his response. That answer left me momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To save the world. That was the only reason he wielded his sword. Even as the leader of a sect, he never let go of that stubbornness.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I considered Noya’s usual temperament, I thought of voicing my objections. But then, I remembered how I had always regarded Shin Noya as a hero.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A sword wielded solely to save the world. That’s why we chose him and bound his soul to the Secret Cave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung stopped mid-sentence, seeming lost in thought as he looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How his body properly reincarnated while his soul was trapped in the artifact, I can’t fathom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared genuinely puzzled. Clearly, something had gone awry in their plans…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hold on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, I realized I might have heard something odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you just say the Sword of Huashan’s body?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung had just said that his body had properly reincarnated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be true that while his soul was trapped, Noya’s body had been reincarnated?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled by the magnitude of this revelation, I asked for clarification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Namgung Myung looked at me again and said,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Isn’t it standing right before me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Excuse me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I immediately glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paejon, Seong Yul, the Black Lion, and the palace lord were all visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it one of them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I looked back at Namgung Myung in confusion, his gaze was fixed on one spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are his reincarnation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing those words, my expression twisted into something indescribable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Me?\u003C\u002Fp>",2399,"2026-06-05T15:10:11.188Z",1,"novelbin.me","74c251438e584cb9bd69aa0ef73a7328948b308c6b483dddf7172773ca1d7a52","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-646","childhood-friend-of-the-zenith-chapter-644",974,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fchildhood-friend-of-the-zenith-cover.jpg"]