The Weakest Apostle

Nolan was a physiotherapist on a cruise ship, halfway through a sauna session, when the floor disappeared beneath him. He woke up in the private bath of the First Princess of Arkenfall. Certain he was about to die, he talked his way into a magical contract — agree to heal her, or lose his head. A system activated the moment the words left his mouth, and just like that, an ordinary man from Earth became the most important person in a world he knew nothing about. No combat class. No magic. No power to speak of. Only a healer's hands, a system nobody else can see, and a habit of landing in situations far above his level. He thought it was a simple case of wrong-world transportation. He didn't know he had been chosen — by accident, by three gods who couldn't agree — as the last piece standing between this world and the people who want to end it. The weakest person in every room he walks into. Surrounded by dangerous, beautiful women who keep saving his life. Navigating politics, assassins, gods, and monsters, all while trying to keep alive the people whose fates are somehow tied to his. He never asked for any of it. The world doesn't particularly care.