All my life I devoted myself to studying the art of healing; I became the best, the strongest healer in my world… But my brother somehow decided that I would lay claim to his throne and brought his army. Still, it doesn’t matter— I had already been planning to carry out this ritual for a long time, and now… I’m in another world? In the body of some young man? And what does it mean that here a healer is the most pathetic gift? You simply don’t know how to handle power. But I’ll show you how it should be done…