I fell asleep in the on-call office, woke up in another body and in another world—plus with a knife going straight into my chest. I really screwed up.
But once I looked around, it wasn’t all that bad, right? Magic runs everything here, and maybe the impossible is possible. Only— to do that, I have to awaken and stir my Gift again.
Yes, now I’m not a surgeon, but a healer in another, magic-filled world of all its types and shades. And the surname I got is remarkable: Skliфосовський. In this world, only a few people know it yet—but I’ll make it thunder across the entire Russian Empire! They’ll put up monuments and sing ballads praising my family for ages to come!
Bold fantasies, aren’t they? The small thing left is to turn them into reality, step by step. And I’ll do it!