Lukas142

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WARNING: HAREM!

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

"Bird? Where have you seen birds this big?" Michael teased, but just as he was about to attack, the demon beat him to it.

It sent a crescent strike toward him, and even though it hadn't even made contact with his body, Michael couldn't help but wince in pain.

Fuck blocking that, but... Michael grumbled, as he decided on something a bit different.

He moved the hostages backward as far as he could, and then, with most of his mana, proceeded to kick upward, redirecting the demon's attack into the sky.

Nonetheless, aside from pissing it off—and Michael's leg being severed—it didn't do much.

Or so he thought, but the hostages weren't harmed in the slightest.

"What do you say we take this elsewhere? I know a good restaurant around here," Michael suggested, and the demon merely scoffed before thrusting its claws at him.

Like before, Michael dodged or blocked, before moving slightly to the side.

Fighting The Strong Demon