Panacea
The Enigma
Ansom sighed. "You can't hurt me...seriously. Because of my ability to manipulate chaos, I can induce paradoxes, allowing alldamage that I receive to turn into a healing effect." He shrugged. "That is why I am the god of chaos." He laughed and walked up to Al. He touched him on the chest, turning him into a cat. "I win."