MMORPG: REBORN MARK ADVENTURE IN ONLINE GAME

Raven casually flicked the Dark Solution emblem into the air, letting it spin before it clattered against the stone floor. The engraved insignia—a twisted dagger entwined with chains—gleamed faintly in the dim alchemy chamber.

Mist Low's gaze immediately sharpened. His ever-present smirk deepened, eyes narrowing as he let out a low chuckle.

Ana and Liz instinctively stepped back.

"…Why are you laughing like that?" Ana asked, a nervous edge in her voice.

Liz crossed her arms, watching Mist Low warily. "Seriously, what's so funny?"

Mist Low crouched down, picking up the emblem between two fingers. He flipped it over once, twice, as if confirming its authenticity. His grin turned sly.

He looked up at Raven, meeting his gaze.

And in that moment, he understood.

The emblem wasn't just some discarded loot.

It was a message.

A false trail. A cover-up.

Anyone who stumbled upon this chamber later—whether it be players, NPCs, or investigators—would see the emblem and immediately assume that Dark Solution was responsible for looting the place.

Raven wasn't just getting rid of evidence.

He was redirecting suspicion.

Mist Low let out a short, amused laugh. "Oh, you're wicked."

He flicked the emblem back toward the ground, watching it disappear into the faint poison mist. "So, anyone who comes here next will think Dark Solution looted the place, huh?"

Raven didn't answer, but the smirk tugging at his lips was all the confirmation needed.

Daniel, who had been watching this silent exchange, furrowed his brows. "…Wait. What the hell just happened?"

Ana sighed. "Raven just framed Dark Solution for the robbery."

Daniel blinked. Then blinked again.

Slowly, realization dawned on his face.

"Oh… Ohhh." His expression shifted from confusion to pure admiration. "Damn, that's actually genius."

Liz snorted. "Evil genius."

Mist Low stretched his arms lazily. "Either way, this just got more interesting."

As the emblem lay hidden beneath the mist, its presence would only be discovered later—by the wrong people.

And Raven had no intention of sticking around for when that happened.

With the Dark Solution emblem discarded, Raven turned his attention back to the forbidden alchemy garden. The thick poison mist clung to the air, making every breath feel heavier despite Ana's earlier purification magic.

Mist Low, still grinning from their little setup, dusted off his hands. "Well, that was fun. But I doubt we're the only ones who'll sniff out this place eventually."

Ana rolled her eyes. "Are you ever serious?"

"Only when it benefits me." Mist Low winked, stepping past her as he lazily examined the alchemy plants.

Liz, meanwhile, had been inspecting the far end of the chamber, where the poison fog was thinner. Her fingers traced the uneven stone walls before pausing at a faint groove in the rock.

"…This looks like something."

Daniel raised an eyebrow and walked over. "What, like a secret door?"

Liz pressed against the stone, testing its resistance. A soft rumble echoed as a small section of the wall shifted.

Raven immediately stepped forward, his instincts sharpening.

A hidden passage.

The moment the stone receded, a rush of clean, fresh air flowed in.

Unlike the poison-filled chamber, this passage felt untouched by corruption—as if the toxic influence of the garden had never reached beyond this point.

Mist Low peered inside, whistling. "Now, this is promising."

Ana frowned. "Could be a trap."

Liz smirked. "Could be treasure."

Daniel's eyes flickered with anticipation. "Only one way to find out."

Raven, however, remained still. His mind raced with calculations.

A hidden exit, fresh air, and an untouched space beyond?

This wasn't just some random tunnel.

This was designed to be found—but only by those who knew where to look.

After a brief silence, Raven finally spoke.

"…Let's check it out."

With that, they stepped inside.

As they stepped into the hidden passage, the shift in atmosphere was immediate. The thick, suffocating poison mist vanished, replaced by crisp, untouched air. The dim glow of the alchemy chamber behind them flickered, casting long shadows on the ancient stone walls.

Mist Low clicked his tongue. "Well, isn't this cozy?"

The passage wasn't long—just a few meters ahead, the corridor opened into a small, circular chamber. Unlike the ruined cavern outside, this place felt preserved, untouched by time.

The floor was smooth, made of polished obsidian with faint, intricate golden etchings forming a spiral pattern at the center. The walls were lined with ancient symbols, some of which still pulsed faintly with magic.

And at the heart of the room—

A pedestal.

Daniel's breath hitched. "Oh, this is definitely treasure."

Liz's eyes gleamed. "I knew it!"

Raven, however, remained cautious. He stepped forward, his gaze locked onto the object resting atop the pedestal.

A small, obsidian box sat there, untouched, unmarked. No visible locks, no runes of protection—just waiting.

Ana shifted uncomfortably. "This… doesn't feel like a normal treasure room."

Mist Low was already inspecting the golden engravings on the floor, his fingers tracing the delicate lines. His usual smirk was absent, replaced by something far more focused.

"…This isn't just a random stash," he murmured. "This was sealed here."

Liz frowned. "Meaning?"

Mist Low finally grinned. "Meaning… whatever's in that box was never meant to be found so easily."

A heavy silence filled the room.

Raven's instincts screamed at him—this was important. This was valuable.

And that meant…

It was dangerous.

Raven stepped closer, eyes locked onto the obsidian box. The golden engravings around it pulsed faintly, as if recognizing their presence.

Without hesitation, he reached out and lifted the lid.

The air crackled.

A strange pressure filled the chamber, heavy yet familiar.

Inside, five ancient pages rested neatly stacked. The parchment looked aged, yet pristine, their ink shifting as if alive.

The moment Raven's eyes landed on the intricate markings, his mind snapped to a memory—

The auction house.

He brought it now he remembered in past life.He had seen this exact type of page in his past life. Back then, the mere discovery of a single one had sparked massive guild wars—these were Forbidden Alchemy Pages.

His fingers hovered over them.

Each page contained knowledge that shouldn't exist.

Alchemy that defied logic.

Alchemy that was… forbidden.

Mist Low peered over his shoulder, and for once, he didn't make a joke. "...Those look dangerous."

Raven smirked. "That's because they are."

Ana and Liz exchanged glances. "Should we even be touching those?" Ana asked.

Raven didn't hesitate. "Yes."

Then, something else caught his eye.

A small crystal sphere rested beside the pages. Unlike the aged parchment, this item was perfectly smooth, swirling with a faint blue light.

Raven picked it up.

A system notification popped up.

> Item Acquired: Teleportation Gem (Viles Town)

A single-use teleportation stone, bound to Viles Town.

Liz whistled. "Oh, that's convenient."

Daniel crossed his arms. "So, we don't have to walk all the way back?"

Raven nodded. This was perfect.

They had everything they needed. The forbidden pages. The alchemy plants. And now, a safe way out.

Mist Low stretched. "Well, then. Shall we?"

Raven smirked. It was time to return.