All my life I dedicated myself to studying the healing arts, becoming the best, the strongest healer in my world... But for some reason, my brother decided that I would try to lay claim to his throne and brought his army. However, it doesn’t matter—I’ve wanted to perform this ritual for a long time already, and now... I’m in another world? In the body of some young guy? And what does it mean that healer here is the most pathetic gift? You simply don’t know how to handle power. But I’ll show you how it should be done...