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Ale, the 'Incarnation of an ancient saint', 'An angel', 'The right hand of God', he goes by many names within the people of his duchy. 
And just like those names suggests, he's a kind, understanding, smart yet down to earth soul, someone you'd look for in times of despair.He was like a Messiah, an example for others to look up to. And he achieved all that within three years. Before that, nobody even acknowledged his existence. 
Now, you may ask what could've happened three years ago that changed him like this, which gave birth to this hero. To answer your question, it's 'death'. He died. 
Not three years ago but twenty years into the future. He died twenty years later in the future and then came back to the past, to the beginning of everything, to a time where nothing had gone wrong. 
He lived a miserable life and died a miserable death. All he wanted was to do was help people and be a good person, but what he received in return was a world of pain, the death of his loved ones and the title of 'The betrayer of humanity'.  It was him against the entire world, a life full of misunderstanding. Yet, all he did was helping a wounded soul. He received all that for helping someone he shouldn't have, for befriending someone he should've killed at first site. He befriended a demon. 
But it was all in the past now. The future he experienced no longer existed. The naïve young master was no longer there. The Ale of present was a person with knowledge, experience and skill unlike no other. 
And this time, he wasn't going to repeat the mistakes of his past anymore. He wasn't going to walk a road of ignorance and foolishness. 
This time, what path will he choose?
In this second chance, what mistakes will he undo and what enemies will he need to deal with?
Will he be able to save his loved ones in this life?
And in the end, what will happen to Ale, this man full of unseen scars and wounds? Will he actually be able to heal?

Re : Life

Kevin called out to Ale with the softest voice he could muster.

But there was no response, except the crease in Ale's brows that got a little deeper.

Ale was in pain, clearly. And it didn't look like he was in a condition where he could use his healing powers on himself either.

"Mister butler.. Here's the warm water and towel that you requested."

One of the knights came in with a bowl full of water and a soft white towel. He slowly placed everything on the table

"Thanks. Did anyone see you bring these here?"

"No. I made sure to take the back door."

Kevin took the towel and soaked it in the warm water. After wringing it almost dry, he went ahead and sat right next to Ale in his bed.

'A warm bath should help ease the discomfort.'

Kevin thought to himself as he started gently wiping Ale's face.

Ale and his Uninvited Guests