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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!

In Ragnar's hand was a strange-looking mask. [Evil Toothy Maw]. It was a mask made of skull and jawbone that was shaped loosely into a half mask of sorts. There was no strapped or visible way of holding it on his face, but once he put it on, it took quite an effort to remove it.


Ragnar quickly checked his appearance at the nearby swamp. His mouth was still visible, but the overlaid sections of bone moved seamlessly with his jaw, creating an illusion that there were rows of teeth and tusks.


Upon inspection and reading the description, Ragnar's eyes widened. The metal teeth within the jaw were engraved with deeply carved runes that hinted at an origin of both foul and dark, and it added +20 DEF, +20 MDF, and -10 LCK.


It also hid his appearance perfectly and made him uglier, scary, and intimidating, which he preferred, but the downside was . . . the mask needed blood every day, or it would fall off from his face.


"What the hell is this description?" Ragnar asked Ren.


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