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.

he had earned with

pain from the wounds on his face

a referee raising a fighter’s hand to

herself into his arms,

around them seemed to reach the skies, yet all she wanted was to remain

alone with Morpheus. She carefully tended to his wounds. With the experience from the

tending to his wounds, not letting out a sound. She didn’t notice the deep and fiery

while, but Morpheus uttered hoarsely, “I

“Hmm?”

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brought forth

He hurriedly wiped her tears, saying the same words as he

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