The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 358

The sudden explosion shook the very earth.

When I came to my senses amid the falling dust and chunks of stone, Pession was shielding me.

“Arel, are you okay?”

“…Pession, are you okay?”

Worried that he’d taken the brunt of a large piece of debris in my place, I reached out—but Mehen called to us as if now wasn’t the time.

“Arel!”

After the explosion, the ground itself had become unstable. The mansion was shaking.

Drrrrr—

And that wasn’t the only problem. The very space of the other world was warping and twisting unstably.

Which was a big problem because—

“The door is gone!”

Our escape route had vanished.

I immediately tried using my ability again to create a “door,” but…

‘We’re screwed.’

A door did form, but it couldn’t withstand the pressure of space and vanished instantly.

In that moment of crisis, I made a snap decision.

“Let’s get to the surface first!”

Zilo in terrible condition, Olivia—grace incarnate even now—and Mehen, the textbook scholar type.

Aside from Pession, not a single member of my party was in fighting shape.

“Yeah. Better to at least get outside the mansion before it completely collapses.”

Pession nodded, clearly thinking the same, and hoisted Zilo onto his back.

“Mehen, Olivia. Run!”

As we all rushed forward together, I scanned the area with mana mapping and brought up a mental map.

There wasn’t just one route down to the basement of the old mansion—luckily, there was a passage nearby that connected upward.

The problem was “Grandfather” and the black mages…

‘Where did they go?’

There was no way they’d disappeared already, yet nothing showed up on the mana map.

‘Well… it’s better if we don’t run into them.’

So why did I feel so uneasy?

As I stared at the map, bothered for no clear reason, Pession called out to me.

“Arel?”

“Ah—yeah! That way!”

Dragging along Olivia and Mehen, whose stamina was tear-inducing enough to remind me of my terminally ill days, we barely made it to the surface.

But it was far too early to celebrate avoiding being buried alive.

Goooooo—

The surface was half-devastated. Buildings torn free by a mana storm—one whose origin was unknown—were spinning through the air.

And—

“H-hng… I can’t… breathe…”

“Olivia!”

A violent pressure pressed down on us the moment we surfaced—so intense that ordinary people could barely breathe.

The mana density was so thick my ears rang and my vision warped. Even I staggered as my senses went haywire.

In the end, Olivia lost consciousness. Zilo, already injured, collapsed as well. Surprisingly, Mehen managed to endure using an artifact he happened to have—but only barely.

Only Pession and I were relatively okay.

‘What… is this?’

My unbreakable composure—something that had never failed me before—began to shake.

I knew I had to move, but my body wouldn’t respond. This feeling of being completely overwhelmed was new to me.

Kwakakwang!
Kudung.

But it wasn’t strange that I was reacting this way. More than anyone else here, I could keenly feel the oppressive “authority” tearing through and shaking the entire other world.

‘This is insane. There’s no answer to this.’

My choices were simple.

Either accept death as it was—

Or push into the core of this storm of chaos and find out what the hell was happening, then fix it.

Just those two.

But how was I supposed to break through that?!

Kwakakakaka-kang!
Drrrrr—

Watching that destructive force warp space itself, I couldn’t even imagine trying.

But if we stayed here, we’d just die meaninglessly.

‘What do I do?’

That was when—

The situation that had forced such a brutal binary choice suddenly changed.

“!?”

Thud—!

I felt it—the very “authority” that had been ravaging the other world had begun dismantling it.

And from that authority, I sensed something familiar… something similar to my own ability.

No way. That’s impossible. Right?

“Huh? This is—”

“Arel! The scenery is changing!”

Pession was right.

Thud—!

The other world was collapsing, unable to withstand someone’s rampage.

Thud—!

Like an overinflated balloon bursting, the wavering landscape vanished before I could even attempt anything.

“Cough—ugh. Arel, are you okay?”

Looking around, it seemed we’d all returned safely to reality instead of becoming lost in the other world.

The problem was—

KWAAAAANG—!

—that it had come with us.

‘Where are we? This place looks familiar.’

I looked around and pressed a hand to my forehead.

Why did it have to be near the imperial palace?!

“Kyahhh—!”

“What is this?!”

“Run!”

“Aah! Brown—!”

Screams echoed as people fled in terror from the sudden calamity that had descended upon the real world.

Unfortunately, some had already been caught up in the chaos.

‘This really feels like we’re done for.’

The mana storm grew larger, shredding both people and buildings alike.

‘So it really is…’

I’d kept denying it, telling myself it might not be so—but now it was time to accept my ominous premonition.

＊Valer Sirun Halbern’s Rampage Suppression (Success!)

For the first time in a long while, a status window filled my vision.

‘Didn’t I already complete that a long time ago? It’s not even a quest—why is this showing up now?’

As if answering my question, the glowing text flickered violently—then tore apart, reforming into something else.

＊Valer & @#$ Halbern#% Ramp@# Suppress@#$(!In Progr#!$)

It looked bugged to hell, but I could still make it out.

‘Suppress Valer Sirun Halbern’s rampage. In progress?’

At the same time, a quest appeared.

Ding!

[Stop Val■■’s Ramp■]

-You have once stopped ■aler’s Ramp■ in the past. ■■’s rampage can only be stopped ■ by you in this world.

-Qualification: One who possesses Divinity■.

-Success: Survival.

-Failure: Ext■ction.

A hastily assembled quest window, riddled with blanks.

My impression upon seeing this short, blunt quest?

We’re fucked.

 

 

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At the very center of the devastation that was annihilating everything—

Surprisingly, it was quiet. Like the eye of a storm.

Valer, his mind shattered, stared into empty space with hollow eyes, like a soulless doll.

Yet astonishingly, he was still conscious—barely.

‘I have to hold on.’

Though control of his body had been seized by the immortal blood coursing through him, he hadn’t crossed the critical point completely. It wasn’t too late.

That’s what Valer believed.

There was still a chance to turn back.

His resistance flared—he refused to be swept along by the immortal who had forced him into this rampage.

—but—

—Resistance is meaningless.

…He had lived with the “blood of an immortal” for far too long.

“Ghk.”

A vast, overwhelming power shattered the ground and clawed at the sky.

This was far beyond what could be explained by merely surviving immortal blood injection.

Something immense stretched itself in the void.

An intangible wave battered the surroundings, rattling minds to their core.

It was proof that the distortion of spacetime created solely by Valer’s existence was affecting reality itself.

“N-no….”

He hadn’t even had the chance to be a good father to Arellin yet.

And now, he could no longer regress.

Clenching his teeth, Valer refused to let his final timeline end like this. Blood ran down from his mouth, but he didn’t have the luxury to care.

“Ghk.”

He struggled, harming himself just to stay conscious.

Not far away, he sensed Arellin and Mehen.

‘I can’t rampage here.’

He couldn’t kill them with his own hands.

As Valer clung desperately to his last shred of awareness—

Thump.

The immortal blood in his veins surged once more.

“Ah.”

And just like that, the light vanished from Valer’s eyes.

 

 

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“Right now… what are you saying you’re going to do?”

Mehen and Pession stared at me, unable to comprehend my sudden declaration.

Because I’m kind, I explained again.

“I’m going in there.”

Their reactions were immediate.

“Are you insane?”

Pession grabbed my arm to stop me.

“Arell, were you mentally attacked in the other world?”

Mom asked even more seriously than Pession.

Honestly, I knew I sounded crazy too.

But what choice did I have?

‘The quest says so.’

And more importantly—

My dad is in there.

“I have to go.”

Even staring at the terrifying sight of space itself being crushed and distorted, I was resolved.

“I think… Dad is rampaging.”

“……!”

And according to the status window, the only one who could save him—

was me.

“So I have to do it.”