All my life I dedicated 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. Then again, it doesn’t matter—this ritual had been in my plans for a long time, and now… I’m in another world? In the body of some young guy? And what does “healer” mean here—what a miserable gift. You just don’t know how to handle power. But I’ll show you how it’s done…