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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

"Ren! You meanie." Alice stormed at Ren and jabbed a finger at him. "Why didn't you help me? I could have died!"


By this time, Alice's head was already attached to her neck. She was pouting and glaring, but she couldn't look any deader with the lack of color on her face.


Hearing that, Alice stared at Isolde and curtsied. This time, she made sure to keep her head in its rightful place. "My name's Alice. Nice to meet you . . . ?"


"Isolde. A pleasure. I'm Ren's new maid. And I'll be helping him around in exchange for freeing me."


Isolde stared at Ren with questioning eyes.


"I saved her in one of the rooms here," Ren began and just as well ended. "She's a ghost maid, and she can keep our HQ nice and tidy."


"Oh? That's good news. I'm sure Hubert will be happy."


"What do you mean, ghost?" Alice butt in. "I'm perfectly alive." As she said so, her hand fell off when she dramatically waved them.


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