Holy Light Shines Everywhere [Apocalypse]

My name is Brice Elvers, and I'm an ordinary gaming nerd.

I was doing my daily quests in the massive online game World, gathering thornweed and mining blackstone ore, when a bolt of lightning struck me.

When I woke up again, I found myself in a strange place. A group of undead creatures that looked like they had been censored were charging at me, claws bared.

And I was holding a familiar-looking staff. Huh? Isn't this my game character's equipment, the Scepter of Holy Light?

It turned out I'd become my game character.

Facing the undead, I calmly raised my staff and swung it at them.

Theme: I'm actually a healer