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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 Beasts in Grado Path

As the standoff continued, the once-cordial atmosphere at the caravan shifted into a tense and potentially explosive encounter. 

 

Ren and Evie would need to navigate this situation to avoid an unnecessary confrontation, all while making sure that they clear the quest.

 

Tension hung thick in the air as Ren and Evie stood at odds with the rival players, both parties coveting the valuable spot for the monstrous creature. 

 

A standoff seemed imminent, with no one wanted to back down. It was a delicate balance, ready to tip over the edge into confrontation.

 

Just as the atmosphere was about to boil over, a thunderous roar, like the bellow of a wrathful god, echoed through the forest. The ground quaked beneath their feet, and leaves rustled in the wake of an approaching terror.