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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!

As Ren and the others stepped out of the inn, they were immediately met with the full force of the raging storm.

The wind howled with ferocity, whipping through the streets with relentless intensity. Rain lashed down in torrents, drenching everything in its path.

Despite the weather, Ren and his companions pressed on. Rather they didn't have a choice in the matter. They needed to make sure that Azazel and the others were safe.

They struggled against the gale-force winds, their hair and cloaks billowing wildly behind them as they made their way through the tempest.

"This won't do." Elena shielded the group from the worst of the storm. With a wave of her hand, she conjured a barrier of swirling air around them, providing a protective cocoon against the harsh weather.

A Tempest of Revelations