Almighty Magician Doctor

chapter 2

At 7:15 PM, Eric took his last breath.

His body lay motionless, across the cold, blood-streaked tiles of his own home. After living such a useless life.

At that moment, the blood that had pooled around Eric began to move, spilling toward the pendant beside him. As soon as the blood and the pendant meet.

Whhhhhhrrrrrrrrr...

A very bright blue light shone from the pendant, casting a glow across the dimly lit room. Just then, The blood crept toward it, and then began to draw in, moving inside the pendant. being absorbed into the gemstone at its center.

As the last drop vanished, the pendant shimmered brightly again, sending a ripple of energy across Eric’s lifeless body.

Boom!!.

His wounds began to knit against each other. Closing and sealing as though time itself was reversing. The gashes on his skin completely vanished.

Meanwhile, in his consciousness, Eric saw himself, standing on a blue endless river. When a figure in bright yellow light appeared. Although The figure was person like. But he couldn’t see the features.

He looked around wondering where he was.

[Congratulations!. Legacy of Ancient Verdant Magical Power Activated].

[Passing of Ancient power is successful].

[You have been chosen as the next in line of the Verdant Magical Power after 200 years. Now, you are Now the supreme Divine gods of healing, medicine and Talisman].

Eric Was in an unconscious state and couldn't react to what was happening, but he could hear and see it.

[Health: 70%

Spiritual energy: 80%

Healing knowledge: 50%

Talisman knowledge: 30%]

[Percent power would Be upgrade by time as you use the power bestowed to you, to save humanity!].

Eric's eyes snapped open. His breath came in short, and gasped as he stared at the ceiling.

"I... I'm in heaven already?" he muttered, thinking he had died. But this ceiling was familiar.

“I'm in my room”, He said.

He sat up abruptly, groaning as a sharp sensation of energy ran through his body. His hands instinctively clutched his head. And looked around to find out he was still in his bathroom.

“I'm Alive!”. He excitedly said. Then, he looked around and saw no blood. He remembered how Collins had killed him, so there Should be a pool of blood around him. But there is none.

His fingers tracing the spots where wounds should have been. But there was nothing—no pain, no blood.

. He swallowed hard, then turned to the mirror.

His reflection stared back at him, but something was different. His skin was now more smooth. His fingers traced where Collins smacked him, searching for the wound he knew should have been there. Nothing. Then, he found the pendant around his neck. He didn’t remember putting it on.

"What the fuck..." he whispered.

His mind then flooded with memories—no, not memories, knowledge. Information rushed through his head like an unstoppable flood. He clutched his head, overwhelmed by the sudden Fresh ideas in his head.

He suddenly knew medical treatments, ancient healing techniques, talismanic inscriptions, protection spells, and even the dark arts of curses and demon invocation. It was as if a thousand lifetimes of wisdom had been forced into his mind in an instant.

"What the f**k is this in my head?!" he shouted, stumbling backward against the sink.

Then it hit him. The dream flashed before his eyes. The blue river and the glowing figure.

"That wasn’t a dream…" he whispered, his voice trembling. "I have truly been bestowed with magical medical and talismanic power."

"I can rule... and I can save the world with this knowledge!".

Still reeling from the moment, Eric's phone rang, jolting him back to reality. He glanced at the screen—Mr. Williams, the director of Divine Hope Hospital. Mr. Williams was not only the director but also his mentor, a highly skilled doctor known for his strict principles.

Eric immediately picked up. "Sir—"

"Eric, come back here right now!" Mr. Williams’ stern voice cut through the line.

Eric furrowed his brows. "What’s this about? I just left the hospital—".

"Shut up and come here right now! Or else, forward your resignation letter!" The call ended abruptly.

Eric stood frozen for a moment. Mr. Williams had never spoken to him like that before. Something was seriously wrong.

Without wasting a second, he grabbed his coat and rushed out, heading straight back to the hospital. The moment he arrived, he stormed through the hallways, making his way to Mr. Williams' office.

As soon as he stepped in, Mr. Williams, who was behind his desk, looked up and frowned in disgust.

"Sir, what happened—".

"Shut up, please! I don’t want to hear it! I am very highly disappointed in you!" Mr. Williams snapped.

Eric was taken aback. "What did I do?"

"What didn’t you do?" Mr. Williams scoffed. "You knew exactly what you did, and it’s disgraceful. How could you plagiarize someone’s medical plan and submit it as your own?!"

Eric's eyes widened. "What?!".

The medical plan was something doctors could submit to improve hospital operations, and if the idea was valuable, the contributor would lead its implementation and even be considered for promotion. Eric had written his plan solely for the betterment of healthcare, never considering personal gain. And now, he was being accused of theft?

"Sir, I wrote that plan myself!"

Mr. Williams' eyes darkened. "You are still lying? You stole Dr. Collins' plan and submitted it. And now you have the audacity to act innocent?".

Eric's stomach twisted. "How? When? Did he tell you that?"

"Not just that, he submitted the same plan with full proof! Dates, drafts, everything! He showed me the evidence that you stole it."

Eric felt his blood turn cold. Collins had set him up.

"I didn’t—he—please, let me explain—"

"For what you did, you will be facing a demotion," Mr. Williams said coldly. "So just admit it and let this end."

"Director, I—"

"Shh!" Mr. Williams cut him off. "Collins provided proof. What do you have that could possibly make anyone believe you over him?"

Eric clenched his fists. Collins' father was a rich and wealthy man and occasionally donated to the hospital. With that level of influence, people would believe whatever Collins said over him.

It was obvious to him that Collins had stolen the plan, plagaized it, and even lied that he was the one that plagiarised it.

“So, you will be facing a big demotion as a caretaker role”.

Eric Couldn't believe it, he was one of the hospital Ace, A general physician now demoted to a mere caretaker.

Mr. Williams didn't say anything more to it, Eric knew better to argue, Because With this accusation, he should have been sacked, so Mr. Williams was saving him from that.

He thought to himself. Because he was poor, he couldn't even defend himself, and his Mom became a national mock object, he vowed to climb beyond the pyramid and take revenge on all who looked down on him.