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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!

Lethargia abruptly stirred from her slumber, seamlessly resuming her conversation as if she had never been asleep. ". . . moments ago."

"You're still the same, I see . . ." Vivi couldn't determine whether that was a positive or negative thing.

"By the way . . . who are you guys?" Lethargia queried, addressing Ren and the others as if noticing their presence just now.

"You're only asking that now?" Desira couldn't believe her. "Listen, this is Ren, Evie, Elena, and . . . They are accompanying us in retrieving the corruption from all the warlords."

"Hey! Why didn't you say my name?" Lorelai grumbled and took it upon herself to introduce her name.

Lethargia merely munched on her food. "Is that right . . ." her eyes then steadied on Azazel.

Desira noticed her intense gaze and explained, "Ah, you probably know already, this is–"

Dreams, Drowsiness, and Destiny