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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 Finale  

Ren watched as the players disappeared one after another, feeling rejoicing inside. His true enemies weren't the Bosses but the players contending with him for the kill. Eliminating them was his main goal.

As long as he was the last one standing in the end, then all was good.

Ren was already equipped with [Monarch Sovereignty], and his acquired skill [Monarch's Might] made him immune to all status effects.

Eric was too busy staying alive on his own to notice the stolen scepter in Ren's hand. But even if he did, he hadn't had a good look at the scepter to know what it looked like.

The Heart made another move, [The Madness], targeting an area with the most congregated players and NPCs. Needless to say, they all suffered from [Confusion]. The Primeval Antibody immediately took the opportunity and used [Purge]. Wherever it passed, players and NPCs alike was dragged into its Body.