The surreal sensation made Persephone feel like she was floating in the clouds. She felt a bit shy but couldn't bring herself to refuse.

Morpheus' kiss was intense and fervent as if he wanted to pour all his passion into that one kiss. He wished to transform that moment into eternity.

"I like you," he murmured against her lips, his voice husky. "Sephy, don't leave me..."

Persephone instinctively nodded along. She was engulfed in heat, every cell in her body ablaze, every inch of her skin ignited by him. -

At night, Morpheus found himself on that battlefield again in his dreams.

It was a scene of devastation, bloodshed everywhere, much like the fight with Louis in the ring today. He trod upon the bloodstains and gradually moved forward, even doubting if this was a dream or reality.

He kept calling out those names, those who had fought alongside him, yet they all turned into wisps of smoke, fleeting past him.

"You'll never find them!" Suddenly, a deep voice echoed from above.

gradually

do you want to kill me

felt as though someone was stripping

share

quivered. After a while, he finally uttered

his life, he had never thought

him with an icy expression, a cryptic smile

you lose everything. You won't get anything, including that girl!" Morpheus widened his eyes, and

return to Southeast Aciatic

but unable to utter

swan, and you're a dog stuck in the

her, she'll be

abruptly waking up from the dream, covered in cold

precisely at that moment, the hands pointing at 4:00 a.m.—the darkest

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