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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!

"Egh? Pamela, what are you doing here?" Elena asked, her voice laced with bewilderment as Pamela suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"What did you do?" Ren inquired, his gaze shifting towards Pamela with suspicion.

"And what did you throw at Azazel?" Evie added, her expression remained stoic.

Pamela felt a weight settle in the pit of her stomach as she grappled with the consequences of her actions.

How could she have been so careless?

How could she have let her own fears and doubts cloud her judgment in such a critical moment?

As she looked around at her friends, their faces etched with a mix of bewilderment and suspicion, Pamela felt a knot form in her stomach.

"I-I . . ." Pamela stammered, at a loss for words as she struggled to explain herself.

Unforeseen Affections