In my world, I was a brilliant surgeon. Now I am Ilya Razumovsky—an unknown healer-adept with not a single coin in my pocket and minimal magic in my body—thrown into a world of an alternative Russian Empire, where healers work wonders with the “Spark.” My only ace is knowledge from my past life and the strange gift of “Sonar.”
Well, and also a talking chipmunk familiar with an awful character, who somehow decided that I am his chosen one.
Sure, I work for an ambulance with an alcoholic partner, and I know what distrust and colleagues’ intrigues are like—but a second chance isn’t given to everyone, and I intend to use it to the fullest! Because a true healer is a calling, not a rank in the Healers’ Guild.