The Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health Chapter 363 - illustration

As the saying goes, life is do your best and wait for fate.

It means that no matter how hard a person tries and no matter how much they do, in the end, it all depends on heaven.

‘In short, life is luck and timing.’

No matter how much an individual struggles, there is a limit to what they can do, and the rest has to be left to luck.

So when does that “luck” reach a person?

No one knows, and that’s where timing becomes important.

‘What if I hadn’t met my master and had just died? What if I hadn’t become family with Mehen? What if I’d never even had a proper conversation with Pession and had lived like air?’

Then nothing would have happened.

More extremely—if I hadn’t read the novel, if I’d just played properly that day, if I’d never started the violin in the first place……

Maybe I would’ve just become an ordinary Person #1 living peacefully in Korea.

But those tiny moments of timing lined up by chance, and that’s why I’m here now.

‘“What if” is usually a useless assumption, but……’

‘It really makes you realize how rare my situation is.’

What’s already happened can’t be undone.
No matter how many thousands or tens of thousands of times you replay it in your head and regret it—thinking I should never do that if I go back—unless you can regress like a web novel protagonist, it’s something that will never happen in reality.

So,

The moment I saw the quest window, shattered and broken beyond repair with ■ marks everywhere, I realized it.

If I miss this moment, I’ll never be able to save Dad.

‘It’s the same now.’

If I just run away because I’m scared, I’ll never understand what my fear really is.

I adjusted my grip on young Dad, who I had tucked under my arm, and turned to face the other Valers approaching us.

Dad seemed scared—his eyes were watery as he clung tightly to my clothes—but surprisingly, he didn’t run away and leave me behind.

Even as a child, he still recognizes me, I guess?

‘What’s the difference between this young Dad and those other Dads?’

As I was thinking, the young Dad in front of me sniffled.

“If I get caught, I’ll die.”

“You won’t die. I’ll protect you.”

Even while trembling, young Valer leaned into my arms.
Before we knew it, Valers from many different worldlines, each with different personalities, surrounded us.

It was sad that none of them looked old—probably because they all died young.

“But why are you scared of them? They’re all you too.”

“They’re not me.”

Young Dad shook his head.

“They’re not me!”

I hugged the child Valer tightly as he desperately denied himself, and looked at the other Valers chasing us like soulless dolls.

Schring—

Seeing them hold their swords like they were ready to kill the child Valer, I released my divinity without thinking.

Wooooong.

I didn’t know why, but the moment the Valers sensed the holy power, they stopped.

‘What exactly is the problem?’

When my divinity, shining in brilliant rainbow colors, reached them, something new appeared—something I hadn’t seen before.

“That is……”

Blood-red threads, like marionette strings, connected to the bodies of the other Valers.

Flash—!

Only then did the ominous dark-red energy covering this battlefield finally reveal itself.

Lumps of corruption that had grown by feeding on Dad’s despair.

“He’s been completely corrupted.”

It was different from my master.
My master resisted even while being corrupted, but this place had already been consumed long ago and was being eaten away helplessly.

And the only remaining “real Dad” was left in this weak, childlike state.

‘What can I even do here?’

Do I have to purify all of this? How? Is that even possible?

The difficulty was absurdly high.

‘So that’s why the status window said “only you can save him.”’

Still, I can’t give up.

Looking at Dad—trembling in my arms in the form of a small child—I said,

“Dad, you didn’t give up on me either, right?”

Even if I have to risk my life here, even if I really might die, my answer is still only one thing: I’ll do it.

“You know… even if everything is peaceful, I don’t want a world where the people I love aren’t there.”

It didn’t matter if it sounded childish.

Wanting the people you love to be happy—isn’t that natural?

And if possible, I want us all to be happy together, right beside me.

So Dad can’t be missing from that world.

Wooooong—

The divinity born from me spread throughout the entire mental world.

The dark-red corruption that had already taken deep root reacted violently and clashed against it, but for now, it was bearable.

At the same time, the other Valers surrounding us clutched their heads and cried out in pain.

“Sister…?”

Clear, innocent eyes stared at me, still not understanding anything.

“Dad.”

I smiled as I met those beautiful amethyst-colored eyes.

“I’m here.”

 

 

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Another voice was heard.

Valer grabbed his head as a crushing headache struck him, but once a crack had formed, it could no longer be stopped.

So many memories came rushing in all at once—memories impossible to forget.

Through the pain that felt like his head was splitting apart, Valer finally remembered whose voice this was.

“Do you remember now?”

Valer blinked.
He couldn’t tell whether he was seeing a vision, or if he’d finally gone insane inside an illusion.

But the warmth he felt from the hand gently brushing his cheek was real……

A tear fell before he realized it.

“You’re not crazy.”

A gentle voice.
Kind eyes.

How long had he missed them?

After silently crying for a long time, Valer finally managed to speak.

“Sis… why did you do that?”

There was so much he wanted to say.

Why—why did she leave him behind like that?
Why didn’t she say anything?

From bitter complaints to the truth that he really, truly missed her.

“Valer, I…”

Shione smiled.

“I could die, if it meant protecting you.”

Valer’s hand tightened around Shione’s.

He remembered the vow his sister didn’t just say, but actually carried out.

“I wished you wouldn’t keep a promise like that.”

As the world shattered from the crack in perception, everything except the place where the two of them stood turned into light.

Bathed in overwhelming brightness, Valer reflected on the love his sister had given him.

So vast it felt suffocating—too great to dare call love.
And yet, because of that, it could only be called love.

“I would’ve preferred… even if it was painful, ugly, exhausting, and hard… that we stayed together.”

A gentle hand stroked Valer’s hair.

“But Valer, if I don’t die, nothing can begin.”

“Then when do you get to be happy, Sis?”

“Oh, Valer. My cute little brother.”

Shione smiled, her eyes curving softly.

“I wasn’t unhappy.”

It was the first time he’d ever heard her say that.

“In the end, I did everything the way I wanted. Even my final moment—I chose it myself.”

She laughed softly, saying she wasn’t someone who was only crushed by fate, but someone who mocked fate and overturned it.

“If I couldn’t create a world where we could all be happy, if I had to lose either you or Arellin—”

As if she had once lost Valer before, Shione touched his cheek with sad eyes.

Her lowered voice spoke her heart.

“Then I chose to die instead.”

Because losing you was more painful than dying.

So,

“It wasn’t a sacrifice.”

Her quiet voice was firm.

“This was the ending I claimed for myself.”

Shione whispered that she was sorry for making him suffer so much, that she knew how hard it had been to get here, and that she was proud of him for enduring it all.

“I’m truly happy that I was able to protect all of you. I can finally say that now.”

Smiling brightly, Shione pressed her hand gently against Valer’s chest.

The light surrounding them grew so strong that even Shione’s figure became hard to see.

From beyond the radiant glow, the sister’s voice—always like a dream—reached him.

—It’s time to go back now, Valer.

—Listen. You can hear the voice calling you.

As he was swallowed by the overwhelming light, Valer heard Shione’s voice one last time.

—This time, truly be happy, Valer.