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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!

"For a demon of lust, she sure is respectful and tactful. Unlike these two, she seemed like the disciplined big sister."

Ren elbowed her, and Desira giggled.

"I know that these two could be handful, but I hope that you would get along with them," Desira continued with another bow.

Lorelai couldn't help but comment again. "She really is so respectful. What a surprise to find someone like her in this hellhole."

Desira only laughed and said with a smile, "I know that a lot of demons and devils are tricksters, but there are demons and devils that are kind and respectful too."

"Is that right?" Lorelai didn't know what to say when she was caught with her stereotypes.

"Anyway," Azazel interjected. "I need you to give back the corruption to me."

Desira's face turned serious, and she sighed while nodding in defeat. "Alright. I will trust you. Follow me then."

Shadows Beneath