All my life I devoted myself to the study of healing arts—I became the best, strongest healer in my world... But my brother somehow decided that I would try to claim his throne and brought his army.
That said, it doesn’t matter anymore—I’d been planning this ritual for a long time. And now...
Am I in another world? In the body of some young boy? And what does it mean that here “healer” is the most pathetic gift? You just don’t know how to handle power. But I’ll show you how it should be done...
Author’s note: Don’t worry about logic. The main character is a healer. And he eradicated this sickness once and for all.