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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!

Ren carefully collected the texts, their importance evident in their fragile state. With the precious cargo secured, he turned to Evie, a sense of accomplishment radiating from both of them.

"Our mission is complete," Ren said. "Let's go back to Salister Kane and accept more quests from him.

Evie nodded and commented, "I miss this. I miss those times when we can just do quest and explore this world together."

Ren smiled and gently tucked Evie's hair behind her ear. "Don't worry, we'll be able to do that soon. You'll be free, and you can do whatever you want. I promise."

Evie smiled, eyes melting into a pool of emotions. "Mmm . . ."

Exiting the temple, Ren and Evie retraced their steps through the temple, emerging once more into the daylight that streamed through the entrance.

They embarked on their journey back to the chapel of the Grand Benefactor, the texts safely in their possession.

Denric Pullusilva