Summary
Synopsis I discovered myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. All the things appeared good; in any case, as a healer, specializing in aiding ladies ought to pose no challenge, proper? Nevertheless, I couldn’t assist however marvel about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.
Firstly, what on the earth is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me began on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What goal may these serve in my therapeutic endeavors? The confusion solely deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Psychological Chaos.” Can I nonetheless peacefully concentrate on therapeutic ladies with such ominous skills?
Evaluating my spells to these of different professions, I couldn’t assist however discover the stark distinction. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” whereas archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Taking pictures Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” But, my final spells are disturbingly named “Most cancers Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus An infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”
Within the midst of all of it, a sure character, some crying woman, laments, “Noooo, I simply took a shower, who would have thought that I might change into contaminated!”
In the meantime, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you understand what it feels prefer to burst aside whereas spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”
Even a boss character confesses, “Pricey household, who can perceive? I simply took a nap, and once I awakened, I abruptly discovered that I’ve no kidneys!” Present extra