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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!

The weight of uncertainty pressed down upon Pamela's shoulders like a leaden cloak as she grappled with the implications of the note.

Was this potion truly meant to be a last resort, or was it merely a jest crafted by Whispera to toy with her?

A myriad of questions swirled through Pamela's mind, each one more perplexing than the last.

Had she misunderstood Whispera's intentions, or was there a deeper purpose behind the seemingly whimsical instruction?

Would she still be alive if she happened to smash that potion onto Azazel's head?

Pamela couldn't shake the image of Desira's wrath, the thought of her tearing her apart for even hurting Azazel sent a shiver down her spine.

Pamela wasn't even sure what the contents of the potion were.

What if it was something that could kill a demon or weaken them?

The Battle's Crucible