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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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The Start of the Problem

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Regardless of how much Ren tried to be productive, he couldn't get anything done, so he gave up and logged out. Not to mention Leonel's teasing that did nothing but aggravate his nerves.

He decided to take a cold bath — maybe that would cool the heat off his body, and he could finally think of what move was best for him to do at this current time.

Ren knew that his feelings would come to light one of these days, but he never expected it to happen so soon — and Evie initiated it, to boot!

The confession took place too soon, the location wasn't ideal, the atmosphere wasn't romantic, and they had an obnoxious audience.

This was the worst setting for a confession.

Yet it happened, and now he had to deal with it.

As every second that Evie didn't reply passed, Ren's nerves were tearing him apart from the very tip of his toes to the ends of his hair.