Persephone didn’t know when the match that day had ended.

Her mind was a blank slate. When she finally came to, the cheers had turned into applause. No one had noticed her before, but now, all eyes were casting envious glances her way.

She didn’t understand what had happened.

All she cared about was whether Morpheus was alive.

But… where did the person who had just collapsed on the ring go?

As if in a dream, Persephone abruptly opened her eyes to find Morpheus standing right in front of her.

He was covered in injuries all over his body and face, but she found a hint of reality in his warm and steadfast smile.

“Morpheus…”

“This is for you.” He held a medal in his hand.

Persephone’s heart jolted. She had heard him say that this kind of medal represented the highest honor in the underground arena.

was something he had

pain from the wounds on his face being tugged. Yet, he wasn’t afraid of

wore the medal around her neck. Like a referee raising a fighter’s hand to declare victory, he raised

his arms, holding him

the skies, yet all she

time alone with Morpheus. She carefully tended to his wounds.

cried silently while tending to his wounds, not letting out a sound. She didn’t notice the deep and fiery gaze of the man opposite

took a while, but Morpheus uttered hoarsely,

“Hmm?”

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tears were brought forth by

saying the same words as he did after his last injury, “It

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