Healing System

"Perfect..." The Seraphim's low voice resounded, sending a chill down Michael's spine.

Adam and Eve, the previously normal-looking individuals turned into something... different.

Eve now had pitch black hair streaming down to her waist and eyes that he could not quite see the depth too, as if they were mystical.

And as for Adam? He looked identical to Baldor and he even had some of Michael's features as well, it seemed like whatever happened turned him into some sort of angel.

Or so he concluded, but the energy Michael could feel coming from him was nothing like the angels'; it was ominous, it was chaotic.

Lastly, there was Baldor, whose mana had long lost its golden shade and it had now turned into the same ominous property much like the two others.

Michael could do nothing but watch as his friend was being changed right before him into something he could no longer recognize.

"Baldor..?" He called out, seeking confirmation for his inner turbulence.

However, The Seraphim's voice filled with anger resounded "Silence, pup."

And the moment it did, he could no longer feel his body, it was the same as when the Seraphim first arrived.

He managed to free himself earlier but he was too weak to take advantage of that fact.

Michael's inner conflict grew as the memories began rapidly returning and for some reason, they were overlapping with what he was seeing currently.

However, there was one difference, Baldor was not present in his memories.

It seemed like he disappeared just before the Seraphim appeared, but he could not quite tell where he had gone.

Just as Michael was preparing a last-ditch effort to somehow break free, Baldor glanced at him for a moment and flashed a small yet hollow smile.

In the very next moment, Baldor raised his rapier and slashed his own neck, severing it.

'Baldor...' Michael stared at his friend's severed head, not even able to call out his name due to the pressure.

However, The Seraphim seemed amused as it walked up to Baldor and kicked his corpse "Hmm... you are still self aware."

'What the fuck... is this even a real Seraphim?' Michael wondered with anger and hatred clearly present in his eyes.

But before anything else could happen, Adam stretched out his hand and suddenly, an odd colored mana enveloped Baldor.

It held some of the golden characteristics, yet at the same time, it was crackling with an ominous black color, until finally, it mixed together and formed some sort of murky golden color.

However, as it enveloped Baldor, it began doing something strange. The blood vessels, which were cleanly cut off, began regrowing and reattaching themselves to his head.

And suddenly, the moment it was all finished, Baldor's head slid back into place and he shot up from the ground while breathing out heavy breaths.

'He was revived..?' Michael continued watching as it looked the exact same as when he healed the people in his first ever dungeon, those who had their necks broken.

But he doubted that he could reattach a severed head just like that, it seemed like quite an intricate process, weaving all those blood vessels together, it seemed quite difficult.

Adam, however, was still wearing a blank expression, despite his transformation, it did not look like he found that action difficult at all.

However, as Michael focused on the mana Adam and Eve were emitting, he was a bit confused. It reminded him of the mana the imps from Vivum had.

The imps had much weaker mana, but he could still feel similarities between them and the people in front of him.

Even Baldor felt the same, thankfully, after his head had been severed, the rise in chaotic power halted. Maybe he could still somehow return to how he was before all of this happened?

"Oh? You are an interesting one, aren't you?" The Seraphim once again picked Baldor up and this time, it fully crushed his head.

But this time, unlike Adam, It was Eve who began healing him, however, her mana was much darker, the golden shade could barely be seen.

Until it finally combined and formed a nearly black-colored mana with just a little bit of golden mixed into it.

Nonetheless, it had the same effect as Adam's mana as it managed to completely restore Baldor to his previous self.

But his expression was filled with horror, after all, he had just died twice.

"You are quite the fascinating creature, you turned almost as perfect as them" The Seraphim chuckled under its breath and patted Baldor's head.

However, it was not a normal pat as his head once again exploded, but this time, Baldor did not need any healing to reassemble himself as it only took a few moments for him to look as good as new.

Michael stared at him with both anger and regret as the Seraphim kept crushing his head just for him to heal back up again, faster and faster each time.

That was until, Baldor finally collapsed onto the ground, the expression of pure despair on his face was clearly present.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

And yet, Michael could not do anything, all he could do was stand by and watch as the supposed Seraphim kept on torturing his friend.

But eventually, it stopped and with a sigh, walked right up to Michael.

"So, little pup, what should I do with you?" The Seraphim wiggled its fingers and made Michael levitate into the air while also slightly twisting his limbs, just enough to dislocate them but not to break them.

Michael could feel a fair deal of pain, but maybe because of the adrenaline or something else entirely, he completely ignored it and locked eyes with the Seraphim who had a slightly confused expression on its face.

"Hmm... you are also a bit strange.. who are yo-" The Seraphim's words froze as the entire world around them seemed to come to a stop.

And then, a loud noise traveled through Michael's ears once again.

-Ding

[ERROR]

[RECOMPILING ANOMALY, PLEASE WAIT]

Michael watched as The Seraphim retraced its step just before it had started walking towards him.

It almost seemed as if time had begun rewinding, it was an incredibly strange experience. The pain he felt just a few moments ago disappeared, he even forgot what the pain felt like.

But aside from that, his memories of the events just a moment ago remained engraved inside of his mind.

[DO NOT LOOK INTO THE SERAPHIM'S EYES]

Michael saw a message appear before it once again disappeared and the time around them began flowing once more.

The Seraphim began walking towards him and once again made him levitate in the air "So, little pup, what should I do with you?"

'Don't look into its eyes..' He thought with all his might as it was starting to become a bit painful to bear this torture.

Yet, when he imagined what Baldor felt, he thought of himself as a wuss for complaining about dislocated joints.

Michael tried his best to avoid eye contact and it seemed like he succeeded as the Seraphim got bored of levitating him around as it suddenly flicked its finger to the side.

'Huh..?' He could not understand what happened, but he was now looking at his own back.

"You are worthless" The Seraphim kicked Michael who was lying nearly lifeless on the ground and proceeded to walk back to Adam and Eve, as well as the unconscious Baldor.

Michael felt like he was dying, he fully expected his passive regenerative abilities to be enough to heal him back up, however, it seemed like whatever attack the Seraphim had done, was imbued with too much mana for him to get rid of.

It was almost felt like he was trapped. Trapped in agony until he loses consciousness.

He could just barely see the Seraphim pat both Adam and Eve on their heads, causing them to go unconscious and making them levitate in front of it.

It did the same with Baldor, but since he was already passed out, knocking him out was unnecessary.

A portal appeared right in front of the Seraphim and just before it entered through it, Michael could hear it mutter a few words.

"Adam, Eve.. Hmm... who should you be?" It placed Baldor on the ground upright, as if he was some kind of walking stick.

Michael could suddenly hear very loud laughter that nearly exploded his eardrums.

"I know... you will be Cane" However, it suddenly stopped and sighed.

"Or Cain... I don't want my underlings laughing at you" With those words, the Seraphim went through the portal, leaving Michael all alone and dying.

But just as he thought he was really going to die, a familiar golden-haired figure entered his sight, walking up to him and touching his halo, making him feel just a little bit rejuvenated.

He could see a small smile on the man's face, one that he hated to see previously.

"You don't look so well, last Archangel."