Harry lived his life with a smirk and a shrug—selfish, manipulative, and unapologetically cruel. He betrayed friends, took advantage of strangers, and hurt anyone who stood in his way.

His worst crime? Destroying others’ lives just to ease his own insecurities.

But karma doesn’t forget.

On the day he celebrated his biggest act of betrayal—stealing credit for a colleague’s work—fate caught up with him. A blade to the chest ended his life... or so he thought.

Waking up in a mysterious, magical world, Alvara, Harry is greeted not by hellfire, but by the serene smile of the Goddess of Kindness. As punishment for his selfishness, she reincarnates him as a healer—the most hated, rare, and unappreciated class in this brutal new world. And to make matters worse, if he dares to overcharge or take advantage again, divine punishment will strike without mercy.

Stripped of his old power, forced into compassion, and shackled by divine rules, Harry must now survive in a world where kindness is his only weapon—and redemption might be his only way out.

Now Harry born as Cassian, with a new face, a new body, and a cursed profession: Healer have to live with kindness.

"Can a man who never gave a damn... learn to care?"

As soon as I muttered that word, a translucent window shimmered into view before my eyes, floating mid-air like a reflection on invisible glass.


[Kindhearted] – A gentle nature that brings comfort to others.


[Selfless Soul] – Gains increased healing potency when healing others without compensation.


[Power of Belief] – The stronger your conviction, the stronger your magic.


You are forbidden from overcharging for healing. Violating this rule will trigger Divine Punishment.


My Strength, Agility, and Vitality have all improved. Even my mana has increased quite a bit.


I can probably heal fifty people without breaking a sweat now. Not bad. My healing skill has even gone up to D-rank.


Tomorrow, I'll finally learn what kind of work I'll be doing as an Exorcist. Guess it's time to mentally prepare myself for undead stench and potential zombification…


I opened the wardrobe and began unpacking. Good thing I asked the church to issue me a magic bag. Without it, I'd probably still be dragging my stuff through town.


Magic bags are amazing—enchanted with space magic, they can hold way more than they appear to. Best part? No extra weight. Not even a gram. It's like carrying a cloud.


As I finished putting away the last of my folded robes, a sudden noise echoed from my stomach.


Let's go see what the Church cafeteria has to offer. Though I doubt anyone can beat the Bear Chef…


Navigating the place was easier than expected. The church had thoughtfully placed signboards throughout the halls—clear and simple. Within five minutes, I was standing in front of the cafeteria door.


Inside, the hall was modest in design but clean and well-lit. The scent of warm food lingered in the air, tempting and comforting. There weren't many people around—probably because it was late.


I grabbed a plate and made my selections: a few golden-brown egg rolls, garlic bread, cheesy potatoes, a juicy steak, and a steaming bowl of mushroom vegetable soup.


I sat at an empty table and took a moment to admire the spread.


Alright, let's see if it passes the Bear Chef test.


I brought a spoonful of the soup to my lips.


Haaa… that's nice. Warm, savory, with a hint of herbs.


"But I still think the Bear Chef makes better food," I muttered, smiling to myself as I reached for an egg roll.


Just as I was about to take a bite, a deep voice rumbled behind me—


"Oh? Bear Chef makes better food, huh?"


I froze, the egg roll halfway to my mouth.


Chapter 31 - Chapter 31: A Healer’s Growth