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Michael, formerly a military veteran turned mercenary, was living quite a peaceful and slightly eventful life. That was until an accident happened that caused him great misfortune, rendering him unable to continue being a mercenary.

After that point, his life spiraled into that of an alcoholic, eventually leading to his demise.

Before he died, he saw something odd; it was a blue hologram with the words 'Do you wish to start anew?'

Michael readily accepted and was thrust into a fantasy world with a mysterious system companion that seemed to be hell bent on making him the best healer in the world. However, as he began unraveling mysteries, he found out his identity was not as simple as it seemed.

Healing System

"Clean it up," Michael spoke in an assertive tone, directing the order to the four disciples he had found along the way.

They were scrawny and, quite frankly, not very strong. Only one of them was at Tier 2, and that person already had gray hairs growing.

'This sect is hopeless,' he thought, exhaling a sigh as he watched the disciples glare at him with hate. But before they could voice their protests, Michael released his mana outward.

It didn't take long to reel them in, given that his strength was practically twice his mana core rank. By now, he was unsure of the heights he could reach.

But one thing was for certain—his rate of progress would definitely not go unnoticed by some higher powers.

Michael just hoped that when that time truly came, his strength would be much higher than it was now.

Side Project