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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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Journey to the Village  

All eyes turned towards Azazel, who was now sitting cross-legged, arms folded, and head lowered.

"Did he finally die?" Princess Lorelai sighed in relief. "Thank the gods."

"Are you really saying that?" Ren deadpanned.

"The gods would probably rejoice if another demon or devil met his end," the princess replied with a laugh.

Ren could only shake his head. 

Nori looked saddened, but she kept her lips sealed, not wanting to voice her thoughts.

"Anyway, I'll go check on him," Elena said, cautiously approaching Azazel. She sensed something was amiss. 

As Elena cautiously approached the slumbering Azazel, an eerie sensation settled over the group. They couldn't shake off the feeling that an oppressive aura was enveloping them, as though unseen eyes were watching their every move. 

The air grew thick with tension, and a shiver crawled down their spines, making them uneasy.