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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!

"I have given you a chance to retreat, but you guys just triggered my limit."


Before Evie could know what Ren was talking about, a thick cloud of smoke enveloped the area. 


"W-what is this?" Evie was baffled at the sudden grey smog that came out of nowhere. It was odorless and tasteless, but she felt the cold seeping into every pore in her body.


"Don't worry," muttered Ren in a soft voice that was a sheer contrast to his tone a few moments ago. "Everything . . . will end now."


He said his last sentence in a whisper but Evie still heard a bit of it. 


Something tugged at her heart. The softness and gentleness in Ren's tone made her uncomfortable. Like there were butterflies in her stomach. Even more, the protection and safety he gave off was getting into her.


A World Boss?