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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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Eldermill  

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The village of Eldermill lies deep within Verdant Woods. It consisted of a score of wooden houses centered around a large mill and was inhabited by roughly a hundred settles, mostly ordinary elves, a small number of halflings, dwarves, sprites, and even beastfolk.

Usually alive with industry, the moon in town was sour in the wake of the dire events of recent weeks. As twilight settles in each night, the villagers board up their houses and burn bright lanterns in a feeble attempt to keep the darkness at bay.

Ren arrived at the village at noon, though.

The dense forest opened up into a large area that had been cleared of trees. A red-painted mill towered some ten meters above a score of wooden houses. Though smoke rises from several chimneys, the streets were mostly empty. Gaunt animals loitered on the side of the street, and the baaing of sheep could be hard faintly from the fields further ahead.