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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 and Evie observed from a safe distance, shielded within Evie's illusion, as the players fell one after another under the Angel's might.

"Should we attack it now?" Evie asked Ren.

Ren crossed his hands and shook his head. "Let's wait a while longer."

"But what if they claimed firstblood?"

Ren only smirked. "They won't. The Angel is an unkillable opponent."

"Unkillable?" Evie was baffled. "What do you mean?"

The players straggled to regain their footing. They dodged, blocked, and countered, refusing to succumb to the Angel's divine wrath.

"Damn it! Where are the reinforcement?!"

Ren's eyes narrowed as he assessed the Angel's dwindling health points, the numbers flickering on his eyes.

The Angel's Regret