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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

'Is it here?' Michael thought with a small smile.

While he was fending off the worm and protecting the other disciples, he had been actively looking for some secret openings.

And after just a few hours, he managed to spot one that was a bit less ordinary than the others.

A hollow wall, which, once he made contact with it, crumbled to dust, revealing a far-reaching tunnel whose end he could not quite see.

'Hm...' Michael hummed while stretching out his mana, and after roughly five seconds, he felt the end of the tunnel.

[So? You can control the swords of mana from this distance anyway,] the system commented with a scoff.

'Be that as it may, if that worm thing gets too strong, I'll have to... never mind, I'll just summon more swords of light.' Michael swiftly gave in, without barely any argument, and did just that.

The Second Part of the Tournament (3)