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For the sake of his family, Ren embarked on the popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, that used real-time in-game currency. But being a mediocre player who only knows how to gather information, he was put in a supporting role.

As the game explodes in popularity and every multibillion-dollar company invested in the game, things have turned for the worse for Ren. Due to the amount of information he gathered, the cheats, secrets, quests, and bugs he discovered, he was silent in fear of selling the information to the other guilds.

But given a second chance, he went back in time when his father was still alive and COVENANT was just in its starting phase.

This time . . . he wouldn’t be that guy on the side who gathered information from day in and day out for ten years. 

Equipped with the games knowledge he accumulated, he will become . . . an Alchemist!

Chrono Mage? Djin Master? Summoner? Necromancer?
Chaos Lord?

What good are those? 

Sure they’re powerful and rare classes and sought after by guilds, but it’s the alchemist who forged artifacts and concocts rare items and potions that gets the most coins at the end of the day!

It was better than being a blacksmith or a crafter! Plus, he could use all sorts of magic without limit to race and class!

It was the ultimate class! And no one even knows it!

MMORPG: Rebirth as an Alchemist

COMPLETED!

The seconds turned to minutes, and minutes turned to fifteen minutes, but Robert's eyes remained glued to the door. Unblinking and unmoving. His eyes strained, red veins crawled on his white pupils, and the door remained unmoved.


"Stop it," snapped Trixie. "There's nothing we can do but wait our turn." She shook her head, disapproving of her boyfriend's behavior.


But Robert seemed not to hear anything. His whole focus was on the door. Nothing else mattered right now, but the notification popping in the sky, announcing that Scar's group had finally gotten firstblood.


"Well . . . the good thing is Group 1 and 2 already backed out," said Vida eying the groups who were so happy to receive their money before they logged out. 


Jack sneered. "Those assholes probably couldn't wait to spend those meager sums." He spat on the ground. "Talk about no class at all."


The Fight for Firstblood 2