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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!

Amidst the eerie giggling that had filled the twisted corridors of her nightmarish creation, Alice's mirth abruptly ceased as a familiar voice pierced the air.


Her heart skipped a beat at the sound of Ren's voice, followed closely by Leonel's.


An exasperated sigh escaped her lips. "Figures. Just when I was having my fun," she muttered to herself, her amusement now tinged with annoyance.


With a resigned breath, Alice addressed the cowering players who had unwittingly stumbled into her twisted realm. "Apologies, but it looks like I'll have to cut our little party short. Duty calls," she declared, her tone shifting from mischievous to businesslike in an instant.


A flick of her virtual wrist was all it took to disperse the nightmarish illusions that had been tormenting the intruding players. 


The Culprit