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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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Ritual Complete    

[SIDE STORY]

[Ragnar, Sumeri, Nikolai]

 

"Stop it!" one of the players shouted, their voice cracking with frustration. 

 

"We should be stopping the ritual, not fighting each other!" 

 

The words hung in the air, a poignant reminder of the original goal that had been overshadowed by the internal discord. 

 

But in the frenzy of battle and betrayal, rationality seemed to have been swept away, leaving only the bitter taste of conflict and confusion.

 

In the midst of the chaotic clash between players and NPCs, a subtle transformation gripped the heart of the battleground. 

 

The ancient World Tree, Yggdrasil, seemed to wither before their eyes. Its once vibrant leaves turned brittle and fell like golden rain, dissipating into motes of ethereal light.