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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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Into the Cloudy Forest      

As Ren and the group rode on Tiki's back, traversing the landscape, their voices mingled with the rustle of the wind and the rhythmic beat of Tiki's nimble feet. 

 

They were deep in discussion, strategizing their next moves in their quest to find Lorelai. Unbeknownst to them, their conversation didn't go unnoticed.

 

Somewhere unknown, in her little house, Pamela, the Goddess of Fortune and Luck, peered into her crystal ball. A mischievous grin played on her lips as she observed the group on the crystal. 

 

Her pets, a pair of shimmering golden dragons, coiled around her shoulders, their eyes glowing with curiosity.

 

"I wonder what they're up to," Pamela murmured to herself, her gaze fixed on the crystal ball. "They seem to be mortals and planning something . . . intriguing."