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MMORPG: Rebirth as an Alchemist

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!

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Almost Found Out

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As darkness fell, the most important hour of the clan fire arrived. Early evening was the time of the shared clan meal, the time of magic and ritual, stories and ceremonies. It was the time that the clan fire burned the brightest and hottest, as everyone gathered and conversed around its heat and light as a ward against the darkness and proof that they were still alive for one more day.

The clans prepared food over the fire as the shadow lengthened and the sun tires and wanes. Large pots were set boiling, baskets of fruits, spices, and herbs were dragged into the clan fire, and the meat was roasted. All was made ready for the every night feast.

Clan members went out from their dwellings, bringing food to the clan fire, cooking them at the edge of the fire, and warming themselves for a new night.

This was the last night of Sharina Quest, and by dawn tomorrow, every guild would know who would get her prized blade.