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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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Prelude to the Apocalypse 1  

 

"Hoi! Leo, have you finished your homework yet? Or have you been glued to that game all day again? Finals are just weeks away, you know. Why are you staying up all night playing?"

 

Leonel winced as his mother's barrage of questions assaulted his ears. Her words felt like sharp blows, each one landing with painfully.

 

He rubbed his head where his mother's fist had connected moments before. "Mom, what do you want me to do? Study or make money?"

 

His mother's expression darkened as she raised her hand to strike him again. "I want you to do both."

 

Leonel felt frustration bubbling up inside him. "But that's impossible!"

 

His mother's hand made contact with his head once more, sending a jolt of pain through him. "If you can't handle both, you'll never become a man. You'll never be as successful as your sister."