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.

kind of medal represented the highest honor

was something he had

face being tugged.

fighter's hand to declare victory, he raised Persephone's hand, letting out a

threw herself into his arms, holding

skies, yet all she wanted was to remain on a solitary

alone with Morpheus. She carefully tended to his

silently while tending to his wounds, not letting out a sound. She didn't notice

It took a while, but

"Hmm?"

what you asked. I

were brought forth by his

saying the same words as he did after his last injury, "It doesn't hurt at

time, however, his injuries were much more severe

this time was

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