Male Lead Is Obsessed With My Health - Chapter 265

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Chapter 265

The Ruins with its collapsed entrance was shimmering, densely covered in mysterious script.
Before the Ruins, where an unsettling aura rippled as if ready to burst at any moment, I found myself sinking into unwelcome thoughts.
Where on earth had Father been, and how had he become entangled with something like this?
‘Well, where else? He went searching the Alternate Dimension for clues to save me.’
Even knowing the answer already, my mood wouldn’t improve.
“Father is an idiot.”
Why is everyone around me an idiot?
“Now that we’ve seen it, let’s head back.”
“We came all this way—we’re not leaving empty-handed. But Luca, you should go back.”
“What?! What exactly are you planning to do?”
Luca grabbed my arm to stop me, but if we left now without learning anything after coming all this way, I’d never sleep soundly again.
‘The secret must be hidden in these Ruins.’
The script covering the Ruins was unlike any writing I’d ever seen.
But I knew what it was.
‘Ancient Divine Language…?’
That must be why—the aura radiating from the script was a type of preternatural power I’d never encountered before. Right, since it wasn’t Magic, I could only describe it as a preternatural power.
The Ruins were definitely functioning.
And.
‘I can feel Father’s presence.’
Had Father been consumed by the Ruins? Or had he activated the Ruins, causing all this?
The moment I confirmed that Father was connected to the chain of events I’d vaguely thought had nothing to do with me, my heart grew heavy.
A resolve welled up inside me—a need to solve this problem, come what may.
“I need to look more closely.”
“What are you trying to do?!”
“Get closer.”
“We don’t know what might happen! You could die!”
Luca desperately tried to stop me. Given that I’d been a stranger to her just hours ago, the fact that she worried so deeply for my life was… how should I put it.
“You’re quite meddlesome, Luca.”
“Any human would try to stop someone walking toward their own death, wouldn’t they?!”
“Not everyone. Only those overflowing with compassion for humanity.”
“No, what kind of life have you—wait, what are you actually doing?! It’s dangerous!”
“It’s fine. I have no intention of dying easily.”
Besides.
“Sometimes you have to do dangerous things, even knowing the risk.”
Perhaps because the entrance had collapsed, the Ruins—now impassable to anyone—emanated an unstable aura. It was a crude and ominous presence, as if wanting to destroy this very world.
‘Ruins.’
For adventurers, Ruins were dream locations where they could claim treasures whose masters had long since passed. But for a Mage, their meaning was quite different.
“They are the last remnants of ancient civilization left on this land, and proof that gods once walked this world.”
Even Magical Engineering, the most advanced science in this world, is said to have begun from some Mages’ study of Ruins—case closed.
Thump.
As I stepped within arm’s reach, a sound echoed loudly—whether my own heartbeat or the pulse of the Ruins themselves, I couldn’t tell.
Thump-thump.
My Master had said there couldn’t possibly be any “properly functioning” Ruins left on this land.
‘My Master was wrong. Here it is.’
“When I get back, I’m definitely going to tease him about this.”
I imagined Master’s expression when mocked, let my eyes gleam with playful mischief, then—with utmost care—pressed my hand against the script covering the Ruins.
‘So cold.’
The unfamiliar aura pouring from the script struck savagely into me.
I thought it was a preternatural power, but as I accepted the aura, it was neither Magic nor a preternatural power. This was a type of aura I’d never felt before.
Arrogant and fierce—a new aura.
‘My Mana is being consumed.’
It drained my Mana like something starving, and at this rate, I’d fall into Mana Depletion.
Yet the reason I didn’t pull my hand away was that, by resonating with this aura, I could understand the Ruins’ state, fragmented as it was.
‘I’ve felt this aura before—from Father.’
The crude and fierce aura rising from the Ruins was identical to what had ravaged Father’s body.
“…Was Father consumed by the Ruins?”
But then again, it’s also this aura that’s keeping Father moving now.
Without it, he couldn’t move in his current condition. Right now, Father was no different from a corpse.
‘What in the world are these Ruins?’
The Duke of Glemwat said these Ruins could bring the dead back to life.
But did these Ruins truly possess such power?
‘Resurrection is said to be the exclusive domain of gods.’
The reason Star-rank Mages dreamed of completing a Resurrection Magic Circle while researching it was precisely because such a thing couldn’t exist in the first place.
‘If the goal is to save someone, reversing time is said to be easier.’
Yet this world has no gods.
Could these Ruins truly harbor power rivaling divinity?
I frowned at the contradiction I should have grasped long ago. Clues I’d overlooked in my obsession with finding Father suddenly fell into place.
‘And it’s not just bringing them back.’
Ruins that resurrect through human sacrifice—it seemed they’d already consumed at least a hundred thousand lives, yet the young lord of Glemwat still hadn’t been revived. They’d even opened gates to the Parallel World to secure victims.
So resurrecting one person requires more lives than before?
Even conservatively estimating a ratio of one to a million, the cost-benefit was hopelessly absurd.
Once doubt took hold, it bloomed larger still.
Ruins capable of such demonic deeds seemed unlikely to simply return someone to life.
‘There’s something more.’
I had a premonition that Father was tangled up in it.
“Tell me.”
I wanted to know more.
Boom.
The Ruins shook violently, as if responding to my words.
When I drove my Mana into the Ruins with intent, the structure that had been greedily devouring my Mana suddenly rejected it.
Crack.
My arm tingled as the raging aura threatened to tear me apart, but I barely held onto the escaping aura.
“No, you’re not getting away. You have to pay the price for consuming my Mana.”
Even if the Ruins wanted to push me out, it wouldn’t be easy. The Mana of mine it had consumed thus far had become one with its aura.
Had I been a mere Star-rank Mage, I would have lost this test of strength long ago, but…
‘Is this what they mean by rank?’
It felt effortless. Almost light.
I realized it was because I possessed a rank equal to—or perhaps even surpassing—the Ruins themselves.
‘I’ve always wondered where one uses rank.’
Only now, facing Ruins that had consumed over a hundred thousand lives without losing ground, did I understand.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom.
The sky darkened. The earth roared, and the ground around us erupted of its own accord. The Ruins thrashed in refusal, trying desperately to shake me free, but I clung all the more fiercely.
The abnormal phenomenon drew the Mages of this world like a swarm, their presence converging toward me.
“-!”
“–!”
They shouted, but the density of the aura enveloping that space and this one differed so greatly that no words reached me.
Boom-boom-crack.
The Ruins were trying to destroy the world. Unable to shake me free, it sought instead to sever its own terminal touching this reality.
And it sent me intent.
Will you let this world perish because of you? Or will you release me?
“How laughable.”
When did you ever think of someone else’s world?
“You parasites have been clinging to this world and draining it dry. Don’t try that with me, you bastard.”
The Mages scrambled desperately to separate the Ruins from me. But they were repelled, unable to even approach the aftermath of our contest of strength.
“And the world will perish because of me?”
That was the most absurd thing I’d heard.
“This world has already perished.”
A truth I suddenly understood.
This world doesn’t exist. I’ve come to a single moment from ‘when it still existed.’
Whether because I’m a Mage, or because my rank is elevated, or for some other reason I couldn’t identify—but I already knew.
I knew even that nothing will change, no matter what I do now—not the future, not anything.
“So you’d use that to threaten me?”
That was intolerable. I couldn’t let it slide.
The fiercer the struggle became, the more violent its aftermath. The Ruins cried out as if in agony.
Crack. Boom.
The moment my Mana, which had penetrated deep into the Ruins, convulsed, something shattered.
Hum.
And at that instant, the world stopped.
In that moment.
Screech—
In the silence of the void, I heard the world coming apart.

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