The era of universal class changes has arrived. Everyone awakens a class, clears dungeons, slays monsters, and levels up to grow stronger.
Jiang Chi awakened as the most useless F-rank Medical Apprentice, with the skill [Healing]. The whole crowd laughed at him from the start.
Nobody knew he had inherited a strange legacy:
Saving someone cost him one level. Every level lost permanently doubled all his attributes.
From then on, the world saw a useless healer with a negative level, charging straight into piles of corpses.
He saved an entire city and dropped to a negative level. Then he turned around and slaughtered his way through a monster horde, gaining levels again, while the multipliers he'd stacked remained forever.
Everyone laughed at him: Healers belong behind the tanks.
Then the monster tide breached the city walls. His white robe stained with blood, he erased a demon general with a single stroke, and the whole city fell silent.
"The King of Hell can't take my patients."
"My enemies? I'll personally send them there."
It's so beautiful, I've been targeted all along.
The trope of becoming weaker after saving someone is true (￣ェ￣;).