Part 1
A Healer can’t do anything but heal.
I had accepted that I couldn’t do anything by myself.
I can’t fight without relying on someone, and I was used because of that.
I was used until I got to this point.
By the time I realized it, it was already over. My life was over.
So I’ll start over.
I’ll hide my will, I won’t let them know I’m sane. All to grasp victory at the very end.
Part 2
At the farthest land, there’s a pitch black world with a desolate land. There, we stood against the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord was mankind’s enemy, the worst and most powerful existence. It was a girl with silver-colored hair and blood colored eyes. Her body was thin with a dark skin color.
A black provocative dress wrapped her slender body. She fluttered with her black wings like an angel.
“Humans! Will you take even the land of the dead, our last resting place?!”
The girl was out of breath. Her skin was covered in scars and she was bleeding.
Fighting her was mankind’s hope. The best party made of Heroes from many countries.
The Sword Hero, Blade. A beautiful woman that crossdresses as a man with a toned body, blonde hair and blue eyes. She carries a two-handed sword adorned with jewels, Divine Sword Ragnarok.
The Cannon Hero, Bullet. A big man with a bald head. He carries a silver cannon that spits out magical power in the form of bullets, Holy Cannon Taslam.
The Magic Hero, Flare. A beautiful girl with long pink hair and eyes. She is a Hero as well as a princess. She carries a divine staff made of the World Tree, Vanargand.
Then there’s me. Healing Hero Keyaru.
I’m the only Hero who doesn’t have a Divine Arms.
“Bullet, continue the bombardment. Don’t let the Demon Lord rest. I’ll break through her defenses with a strong attack.”
“Leave it to me.”
Cannon Hero Bullet continues shooting magic bullets from the Holy Cannon Taslam.
The power from the hero’s bombardment is comparable to Rank 5 magic, which is the highest rank a human can achieve. Each bullet he shoots goes through a different trajectory, making the Demon Lord click her tongue in annoyance while trying to dodge, but her escape path is cut off and she’s hit in the end.
In the meantime, the Magic Hero Flare chants and increases her magic power.
“Thank you for waiting. Rank 7 magic, Mjolnir.”
Magic Hero Flare unleashes a deadly magic.
Five layers of magic circles with several meters were deployed around me. That was Mjolnir, a Rank 7 spell.
A magic from the age of the gods, allowed only to the Magic Hero. It surpassed humanity’s upper limit of Rank 5 by two levels.
Lightning strikes from the sky, the voltage is so high it turns into plasma, and it comes down like a pillar of light.
Seeing this, the Demon Lord gives up on evading and focuses her all on deploying a barrier that blocks the pillars of light with all its might.
“Please stop her, Blade.”
“Leave it to me. The Divine Sword Ragnarok is filled with light. I’ll land the finishing blow.”
Following the Magic Hero’s Flare’s voice, the Sword Hero Blade ran. Divine Sword Ragnarok absorbed her sacred energy and glew white.
The Demon Lord who is defending against Mjolnir will be cut by the sword. That’s what the Sword Hero believed, but…
The Demon Lord makes a grim expression and opens her mouth.
“Don’t underestimate me!”
The heroes were too naive.
Feathers flutter and fall from the Demon Lord’s angel-like wings. Each one of them becomes a fallen angel monster.
The fallen angel monsters attacked the Sword Hero Blade. The Cannon Hero Bullet continued his bombardment, trying to support Blade, but, as expected of the Demon Lord’s monsters, they evaded them all. And, even when it hits, it can’t take them down in a single shot.
The Sword Hero desperately tries to shake off the fallen angels with her sword, but each time she cuts one the Divine Sword Ragnarok’s glow fades. Until finally, it got stuck on the fifth body.
In the next moment, the Sword Hero was slashed by the fallen angels from all sides. She started bleeding and began to retreat in a hurry.
And that wasn’t all. Black light began to mix in with Mjolnir that was raining down on the Demon Lord.
“Humans, this is the power of the Demon Lord!”
Mjolnir’s light becomes completely black, The thunder then rises from the bottom to the skies and rains back down. Its target was now the Magic and Cannon Heroes.
The Demon Lord wasn’t just defending against the spell. She was taking it over. To take control of magic from the age of the gods takes incredible skill and knowledge, way beyond what a human can do.
“Kyaaaaaaa!”
“Guaaaaaa!”
The Magic Hero Flare, who has high magic resistance, was seriously injured. The Cannon Hero Bullet was burned to death.
All it would take to defeat the Demon Lord was one more step, but, even in that situation, the Demon Lord turned the tables on the Hero Party and drove them to a desperate situation.
The only one who is unharmed is me, the Healing Hero.
“Oi, you shit, hurry up and heal me! I’ve run out of elixir. That’s all you’re good for, so hurry up and do it!”
The Sword Hero shouts at me, but I ignore her. Her face is dyed with anger and she shouts again.
“Don’t ignore me! That’s why you’re still alive!”
Despite us both being heroes, the Sword Hero is always looking down on me. It can’t be helped
To begin with, a Hero is too strong. There’s no need to heal because they rarely get injured. Then there’s the elixir, an item that can heal anything except for missing body parts. An elixir is a valuable item, but countries around the world collected them to give them to the Hero Party.
The Healing Hero can only use Heal, so if you have an elixir you don’t need the Healing Hero. I’m just a backup for when elixirs run out or to avoid using them in the first place.
“Hey, are you listening you trash?! Did the drug make you go crazy?!”
Hearing the word “drug” I couldn’t help but smile to myself. Yes, I was a severe drug addict.
Heal has a fatal flaw. It’s a spell that returns the target to their normal state.
But what’s normal differs from person to person, so you can’t use it without knowing everything about the target. Unless the experience ingrained in the body is reproduced, it won’t be a perfect treatment.
That’s why this spell gives all the experiences from Heal’s target to the caster in an instant, so the caster will perfectly understand their target.
It’s a horrible experience, to have another’s fear and pain enter your mind. No sane person can withstand that.
I ran away once, I didn’t want to use this power. But I was caught and drugged, losing both my sense of fear and pain. I was made into a drug addict who would happily use Heal just for some drugs. My ego was broken and I became a domesticated pet.
As a general rule, healers cannot use Heal on themselves. Corrupted by drugs, broken and even forgetting who I am, to the point I didn’t even realize I was breaking. I was just used for their convenience.
“Who is going to heal you? Go die, you shit.”
I spit those words at the Sword Hero. She looks like a nice young man, but she’s actually a lesbian who seduces women and hates men. She crossdresses in order to lure her targets.
“You- it can’t be, your consciousness-”
The Sword Hero raises her voice in surprise. It’s no wonder. We first met three years ago, and by then I was already broken. During that time, I simply obeyed orders like a machine.
A year ago, I gained the Drug Resistance skill and recovered my sanity.
After healing my body, which had been destroyed by my drug dependency, I continued to secretly sharpen my fangs, trying to not let anyone notice I had regained my sanity.
All for this day.
I run. The target is the Demon Lord. I’ll defeat the Demon Lord and get that.
“Are you stupid, or do you want to die? You’re not strong enough to fight! Come back and heal me!”
I ignored the shouting of the Sword Hero Blade and aimed straight for the Demon Lord. Countless fallen angels came towards me. But… don’t be afraid.
“Too slow.”
While dodging the attacks of the fallen angels, I continue dashing forward. It was pure physical ability that made it possible. Martial arts of the most efficient movements allowed to humans.
I have healed countless people, relieved their experiences and made their powers my own. Among them were masters of martial arts.
Heal’s side effect wasn’t just a demerit, it also gave me strength. My movements surpass even the Sword Hero.
This is it!
“Imitation Heal.”
I was amazed when I came to my senses, after all, I had countless skills and knowledge.
Many masters, many sages. Their powers and knowledge were inside me. Seeing how fast I was, the fallen angels clad themselves in black light. It’s a reinforcement method.
The fallen angels get faster and attack me from all sides. I click my tongue. Even with the best skills, it’s impossible to avoid. In this case, I have no choice but to increase my own
It’s an overwhelming presence.
The fallen angel rises and falls back down towards me. I can’t dodge it, but I can deal with it. Grab the arm that was going to punch me and…
“Corruption Heal.”
I activate my spell.
If you can reconstruct something, you can easily destroy it.
A living creature’s body is surprisingly fragile. Just connect blood vessels that shouldn’t be connected, or disconnect the spinal cord from the brain. Just do any of those trivial things and it breaks.
The most scary part about Heal is that it ignores all resistances. Creatures naturally accept Heal.
In other words, it’s a sure 1-hit kill move that disregards all defenses.
The fallen angel crumbles down. When the Demon Lord sees me, her eyes widen in fear and she raises her voice.
“Who are you?”
“Healing Hero Keyaru. Just a healer.”
Heal isn’t just about healing. The moment I realized that, everything changed.
Make my opponents’ skills my own with Imitation Heal.
Modify the body into a desired shape with Transformation Heal.
Instant death magic that’s impossible to defend against with Corruption Heal.
If I had those powers four years ago, my life would have been much different. My goal is to make that dream come true.
The Demon Lord shoots countless jet-black bullets towards me, but it’s all in vain.
The knowledge of the sage inside me read the formula. I could foresee the speed, power and trajectory of the shots. Combined with the skills of the best fighters and enhanced physical abilities, I could dodge it all.
Through the rain of black bullets, I reach out to the Demon Lord. If I can touch her I win.
“I reached!”
Now all that’s left is to use that single spell.
“I see, so this is where my life ends. It’s frustrating. I couldn’t protect it.”
The Demon Lord’s expression was a mix of crying and smiling, she has accepted the end. For some reason, I feel a terrible sense of guilt seeing her.
But I can’t stop. I have my own purpose.
“Corruption Heal.”
Even the Demon Lord is powerless against my Corruption Heal. She peacefully meets her end while crumbling.
“Don’t worry, I’ll start again soon.”
I muttered. Then, I pulled out a red gemstone, the Demon Lord’s heart. That is my objective.
“Good job, Healing Hero Keyaru. Father, no, the king will be pleased. *Cough* By the way, that jewel seems to be under some curse. Let me, the Magic Hero, take care of it.”
Flare must have had a hidden elixir she used to recover from the damage from the black lighting. She smiled at me. I feel nauseous.
She hasn’t smiled at me since I refused to use Heal. She always looked at me like I was some stray dog.
She took me from my village when I awoke as a Hero, captured me when I refused to use my power and drugged me in order to use my power.
“The Philosopher’s Stone.”
The moment I said it, Flare, the Magic Hero, twitched.
“Is this why you wanted to kill the Demon Lord? The ultimate tool that explosively enhances the power of all kinds of magic. If you have this, you can even use forbidden spells.”
I have used Heal on Flare, so I know everything about her.
Originally, there are two kinds of monsters: the monsters that are controlled by the demons and the monsters that appear randomly and attack on instinct.
Overall, demons and humans have been living well together by keeping a fair distance. That changed 10 years ago. There was a brutal incident where a group of monsters led by demons attacked a human country.
In order to protect humanity, the Jioral Kingdom made a fuss about exterminating the demons and the Demon Lord.
But it was all a lie, fabricated evidence to make humanity side with the Jioral Kingdom and attack the demons. What Jioral Kingdom wanted was the Demon Lord’s heart.
But, in order to do that, money and troops are necessary. That’s why those 10 years of war were necessary.
“Oh wow, you’re knowledgeable. To think the Demon Lord’s heart had such a name.”
“I also know you’re planning to use the Philosopher’s Stone to cast a forbidden spell for world domination.”
The princess’ expression changed for a moment, but it soon went back to her pretty smiling face.
“I don’t know about any of that.”
“In that case, I’ll use it.”
I’ve been pretending to still be an addict in order to trick them all. There’s no way I’m letting go of it now.
“What for?”
“The Philosopher’s Stone increases the power of all magic. I’ll use it together with Heal. There’s something I desperately need to heal.”
Yes, there’s something I need to fix. Something that can never be repaired normally. That’s what I desire.
“You can’t possibly?!”
“I’ll restore this rotten world to before I met you four years ago.”
It’s something that’s not normally possible with just Heal, but I can do it with the Philosopher’s Stone.
“That’s impossible! Even if you could do it, your memories would be wiped as well. You’d just repeat the same mistakes again. Don’t do anything stupid. Give me that stone and a happy life awaits you, the royal family will make sure of it.”
I smile at Flare as she reaches for the Philosopher’s Stone. It’s not a bad deal, to give it to her.
Idiot, as if I’d ever do that.
“It’s true that I’ll probably forget, but I won’t make the same mistakes again. Even if my mind forgets, my soul will never forget this pain.”
All that despair, grief and pain, it’s all engraved into my soul. Even if time is rewind and I lose my memories, that won’t disappear.
The new me will definitely see the powers of Heal and start over.
“See you later, princess. When I meet you again after the world is healed, I’ll be sure to take everything from you.”
“You really-!”
Realising my seriousness, Flare points her staff at me. But it’s already too late. I’ve already increased my magic power to the limit, all that’s left to do is release it.
“Heal!”
Bright red light erupts from the Philosopher’s Stone. I cast Heal on the whole world. I restore everything to how it should be.
The four years that passed come back, we return to that day.
Do better next time, me. I’m sure you can do it. Even if the memories are gone, the pain will remain with you.