Chapter 1: The Awakening
Alexander Wells woke up to the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hum of city life. His mind was a haze, but one thing was certainâthis wasn't his world. The smells, the sounds, and even the air felt different. When he opened his eyes, the bright skyline of a bustling Korean city greeted him.
As his senses adjusted, a sudden pang of familiarity struck. He wasn't just in another world. He was in a world he knew well: Solo Leveling.
His thoughts raced as fragmented memories came into focus. "No," he whispered. "This is... two years before the story begins."
Panic threatened to overwhelm him, but he forced himself to stay calm. He had lived here for monthsâhe remembered fragments of a life. His name was still Alexander Wells, but he was no longer the man he was in his past life.
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Checking the Status Window
A soft chime echoed in his head, and a translucent screen appeared before him. He instinctively reached for it.
[Status Window]
Name: Alexander Wells
Class: Healer
Level: 1
Stats:
Strength: 8
Agility: 10
Intelligence: 15
Vitality: 12
Luck: 5
Skills:
1. Heal (Lv. 1): A basic healing spell. Restores minor injuries.
2. Regenerate (Passive): Slowly restores health over time.
3. Mana Sense (Lv. 1): Detects mana flow in objects and beings.
"Of course," Alexander muttered, shaking his head. "A Healer. Figures."
Healers in this world were regarded as support characters, their value determined by the strength of their party. The thought of being dependent on others left a bitter taste in his mouth.
"No," he said firmly. "I refuse to be someone's crutch."
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Taking Control
Alexander sat down on a park bench, staring at his hands. The system provided basic tools, but it didn't dictate how he used them.
"In video games, healers could do more than just patch wounds. Buffs, shields, offensive magicâthere's untapped potential here. If I treat healing as a weapon, I won't just survive. I'll dominate."
He closed his eyes and focused on his mana. The process was clumsy at first, but soon, he felt a faint warmth coursing through his body. His first experiment was simple: repeatedly channel Heal into his arm.
At first, nothing happened. Then, after several tries, he noticed a slight increase in muscle density and strength. His breathing grew labored, and he stopped before he exhausted himself.
"It works," he murmured, a grin spreading across his face. "Healing can enhance my body. But it's slow. I need to find a way to amplify it."
Alexander's mind raced. He sketched out theories, recalling techniques from his past life: acupuncture, pressure points, and even adrenaline manipulation.
"I don't need gates or monsters to grow stronger. If I can weaponize my healing, I can train anywhere."
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Chapter 2: The First Step
The next day, Alexander set out to refine his skills. He avoided busy streets and kept to quieter areas of the city. Healers were rare but not unheard of, and he didn't want to attract unnecessary attention.
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Testing Mana Sense
Finding a secluded alley, Alexander activated Mana Sense. A faint blue aura surrounded him, illuminating the world in shimmering threads of energy.
"Interesting," he muttered, tracing the flow of mana within a nearby tree. The energy was static, natural, and passive.
He extended his focus to a stray cat prowling nearby. The mana inside the creature was dynamic, pulsing with life.
"This could be useful," Alexander thought. "If I can learn to manipulate external mana, I might unlock abilities beyond basic healing."
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Encounters and Observations
Alexander's wanderings brought him to a small gym. Through the glass doors, he saw men and women lifting weights and practicing martial arts. An idea formed.
Strengthening his body was crucial, but he needed a controlled environment. Approaching the receptionist, a young man with dyed blond hair, Alexander smiled.
"How much for a membership?"
The receptionist glanced up. "Foreigners pay the same rate. Monthly fee's fifty bucks."
"Deal." Alexander handed over the money and stepped inside.
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Training Begins
Alexander's first session was grueling. Despite his improved physique, his stamina quickly gave out. Sweat poured down his face as he pushed through sets of squats and push-ups.
Between exercises, he activated Heal to repair micro-tears in his muscles. The strain was enormous, but the results were immediate. His recovery rate skyrocketed, allowing him to train longer and harder.
The gym's other patrons noticed. A burly man approached, his arms crossed. "Hey, newbie. You've been at it for hours. What's your secret?"
Alexander shrugged. "Good genetics."
The man raised an eyebrow but didn't press further.
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Expanding Applications
As days turned into weeks, Alexander began experimenting with new applications of Heal. By focusing on specific areas of his body, he could temporarily boost his reflexes, eyesight, or even endurance.
One night, while practicing on an old punching bag, he accidentally pushed too much mana into his arm. The result was a shockwave that sent the bag flying across the gym.
"Holyâ!" he gasped, staring at his trembling hand.
His first instinct was fear, but then a thought occurred.
"If healing can enhance strength, what else can it do? Could I transfer it to others? Could I⊠weaponize it further?"
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Conversations and Reflections
One evening, after another grueling session, Alexander sat with a protein shake in hand. He struck up a conversation with one of the regulars, a lean man with sharp eyes named Joon.
"You're new to Korea, right?" Joon asked.
"Yeah," Alexander replied. "Just trying to find my footing."
Joon nodded. "You're strong for a newbie. You ever think about becoming a Hunter?"
Alexander hesitated. He wasn't ready to reveal his plans. "Not yet. I need to get stronger first."
Joon smirked. "Smart. A lot of rookies rush in and get themselves killed. Take your time, but don't wait too long. Gates don't discriminate."
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Toward the Future
Back in his apartment, Alexander stared at the city lights through his window. His progress was slow but steady.
"I have two years before the plot begins," he muttered. "By then, I won't just be another Healer. I'll be a force this world has never seen."
His resolve hardened. He wasn't here to play a supporting role.
Alexander Wells would rewrite this story.
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