All my life I dedicated myself to the study of healing arts—I became the best, the strongest healer in my world… But my brother somehow decided that I would be a claimant to his throne and brought his army. In any case, it didn’t matter; I’d been planning 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 a healer here is the most pathetic gift? You just don’t know how to handle power. But I’ll show you how it’s done…