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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!

Lurvana stepped closer to him, her body almost touching his. "I want you to show me a good time," she purred, her voice low and seductive. "I'm terribly bored at this party, and I could use a little excitement. What do you say? Want to make out with me in the fountain?"


Ren took a step back. He was used to aggressive women, but he wasn't used to not just ignoring them. He had to satisfy her one way or another. "Uh, I don't think that's a good idea. I have a girlfriend, and I'm not really interested in that kind of thing."


Lurvana rolled her eyes, looking bored. "Oh, please. Don't be so boring. I promise I'll make it worth your while."


Ren shook his head, feeling a mixture of frustration and irritation. He wasn't sure how to handle her, and he didn't want to do anything that would jeopardize the quest. "I'm sorry. I'm just not interested. Maybe you could find someone else to . . . um . . . show you a good time?"


Entertainment at an Archfey Soirée 3