A frustrated support main finds herself plunged into an apocolypse as a system descends upon the world. But to her fortune, or perhaps not, this very system was only just 'born' and needed power to boost its very first world take over. Eriasson, Deity of Healing, Protection, and Light gives it the power it needs in return for a single Harbinger to spread her word, in desperate need of new worshippers to keep her flagging religion, and herself, alive.  Lillianne Clearwater, fortunate or not, simply wants to survive. So, as you all have probably heard by now, the saying goes, 'If you want to read it, but can't find it, write it yourself!' So I did. Barely anyone ever writes healers. And I'm so incredibly tired of it! Sure, I like my super dps guy who trashes everyone else, but you know what? It can get incredibly repetitive. So! Here's my story about a healer. Art by largo0407 on Artstation.