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.

something he had

pain from the wounds on his face

referee raising a fighter’s hand to declare victory, he raised Persephone’s hand,

his

skies, yet all she wanted was to remain on

with Morpheus. She carefully tended to his wounds. With

cried silently while tending to his wounds, not letting out a sound.

a while, but Morpheus uttered hoarsely,

“Hmm?”

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brought

cry, don’t cry!” He hurriedly wiped her tears, saying the same words

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