Healing Paradox Manga Novels & Stories

The warning tone in his voice surprised me. I blinked, looking back at him. His jaw had tightened with evident concern. "The larger the wound," I said quietly, "the longer it takes me to recover. And none of it works on me." His brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" A bitter smile touched my lips. "I mean exactly that." I glanced toward the fading scars on my arm and the bruises hidden beneath my sleeves. "The healing power doesn't recognize me as someone it can heal. When I try using Crescent healing on myself... nothing happens."

She was annoyed looking at this weak guy! The sudden attack from the monster alerted each of them. They looked at Yman with questions in their eyes. Which he understood. Yman was having two conjectures of this monster's ability to heal. First, this monster crazy mode was different from usual. Second, his ability to heal was because of the Magic Cryst that on its forehead. Among these two conjectures. He more felt that the second one was more valid than the first one. Anyways, in order to confirm his conjectures, there is only one solution. To test it.

"My name is Elara Favour. And I am the 'Master Key' you lost. I am the signal you can't jam. And we are coming for your reservoir." Outside, across the campus, the lights in the hostels began to flicker and change from red back to a steady, calm white. The 'Priming Phase' was breaking. Julian slumped against the desk, his hand finding mine amidst the wires and the glass. He was bleeding from a cut on his forehead, but he was smiling. "Fifty chapters," he whispered, his thumb brushing my palm. "And we’re just getting started."

"Or are you too scared your real self will surface? That you're just an imposter and a failure?" My stomach twisted. The threads wiggled almost excitedly. Is it possible to kill a dead person? I shook my head, I didn't want to find out. Healing meant reversing that pull, pushing life back instead of sucking it. Could I even do that? I forced my focus onto the wound, fingers hovering over the wound slightly. Nothing happened. I clenched my jaw and pushed harder, weaving the threads into the pattern the grimoire showed. Slowly, agonizingly, the bleeding slowed. The skin knit together in tiny bits, silver light stitching her flesh until nothing was left, not even a scar.

Amaris sat Taji down next to Anna. "Are you ready?" She asked. Taji nodded. Despite her encouragement, Anna looked on nervously. Lyle stood back and just watched. Amaris laid her hands on Taji's forearms. She closed her eyes and concentrated and wished that Taji would be able to heal people. When she opened them, Taji was still sitting there, but her was closing his eyes tightly like he was expecting it to hurt. She tapped him on his arm, and he opened one eye and looked at her. "Its alright. Try it now." Taji opened both eyes and then looked at her astonished. "That was it?" Taji looked from Amaris to Anna. Anna still clearly had a cut on her forehead. "But she is not healed

I can’t leave him like this. When he extends his hand, Hera pushes forward and I push my healing into him, feeling as his wounds heal up. I hear the gasps of the trolls around us as they watch Shengis’s wounds heal. When I'm done, I look up and see that all his wounds are closed up. Then I turn to Haijen. “You’re turn.” He shakes his head, but Renji grabs his hand, giving it to me. I push my healing power into Haijen, feeling his wounds healing as well.

After getting in with reception, he heads to where Kurai is and is mildly surprised to see that Maiko wasn't kidding about Kurai's condition. He is covered in a full body cast and attached to a monitor. Kurai's healing is much slower than Cai Kangs' as he hasn't had sufficient training to heal from injuries. Cai Kang didn't hold back as he could've killed Kurai if he wasn't durable himself. Cai Kang sat near his bedside. After comfirming no patients or hospital staff are around, he puts his fingers on Kurai's forehead and started healing him.

It was not until deep into the night that he fell fast asleep. The next morning after breakfast, Amie checked on Darryl's wounds and stopped short immediately. All that could be seen was that Darryl's wound had begun scarring after still looking bloody and fresh the day before… His healing rate was a little alarming. Amidst her shock, Amie bit her lip gently. "It's already scarring…" Darryl's chest thudded at her words. Right, he had the protection of the Red Lotus Fayette, and his self-healing powers were much more powerful than those of a mortal human being. Crap, he was going to look real suspicious.

It was half empty and half complicated. “Even though they knew and understood… would you let them go through the loss they would experience?” Zaha softly asked. Harriet stood up, then sat on the edge of his bed. She was still looking into his eyes like she was staring into his soul. The woman touched the wound on his chest softly, whispering, “If it was you and Arai, I know you would do the same.” Zaha felt a cold stream spread from the woman’s touch. It was Healing Magic.

He knew every being from the water Nymphs has the ability to heal but in her case he couldn't give the expression to believe it, maybe, maybe it all lies in her being a half Humane and a half water Nymph however the way she heals is quite different from what I know. “We are totally confused as you are.” Dante answered. Then Oshoshi remembered a strange phenomenon he'd saw from a great healer. “That kind of healing ability… I-I have seen it before, back then before the division of the Nymphs." His eyes went round, he also remembered he once saw the late Queen that's Wren's mother using the same type of healing ability to heal the injured Hunters after fighting against Randall; He was among th