Support classes don't survive solo dungeon collapses. They aren't meant to.
When forty tons of granite sealed Floor B-1, Toby Miller was an expendable level-4 herbalist walking six paces behind his vanguard's shield. He carried no attack spells, wore unranked leather, and his party lead officially marked him KIA within six minutes just to pocket his retainer stipend.
With an undead construct closing in, Toby had two choices: die waiting for help that wasn't coming, or force the System to obey a loophole.
A single inverted heal didn't mend the beast—it dissolved the marrow from its bones.
Reclassified by the central terminal as an Inversion Specialist, Toby stops mending flesh and starts weaponizing runaway cellular growth. As long as a monster runs on necrotic decay or greedy life-drain, Toby's restorative magic isn't a cure. It's a lethal overdose.
Now, equipped with a razor stiletto, living parasitic briars, and a class that bypasses every inch of forged plate, Toby is climbing through the deep vaults alone—and his old cohort is about to realize what happens when you discard a healer who learns how to dissect.
The Sovereign Scalpel is a fast-paced, standalone LitRPG short read featuring transparent stat sheets, crunchy progression, tactical boss fights, and a unique anti-regeneration build.
