On the day of the match, Morpheus held the banned drug in his hand. After hesitating backstage for a moment, he unscrewed the cap and swallowed it.

His throat felt as though it had been sliced open by this tiny pill. He seemed to envision a version of himself, gutted and covered in blood, utterly grotesque.

Even on the battlefield, he had never resorted to underhanded methods. He had always been upright. He could fend off others' hidden attacks, but he couldn't bring himself to harm someone with deceit.

Today, however, he broke his rule for Persephone for the first time. All his principles and beliefs collapsed when he saw that tiny figure in the crowd.

All he knew was that she was watching him from the stands, and he didn't want her to witness him being defeated.

He grabbed the nearby bottle of water, gulped it down, slammed the cup to the ground, and stormed into the ring.

-

Persephone sat somewhat uneasily in the stands. Amidst the uproar, she recalled her first meeting with Morpheus.

was murky with a nauseating stench. The surroundings were filled with beastly men and snake-like women. They would leer at her maliciously, goading Morpheus to have his way with her then

shoulder, like an ancient chieftain carrying war spoils, and strode

the pain in her heart if she bit a little harder.

a bottle of mineral water with a

this brand was the most

find," Seamus said apologetically. "Deal with this

smiled, accepting it, but didn't

cake, and she looked

she always had a good appetite. Only now did she realize that one could lose the desire to eat during times of agitation and

morning, and this match

Persephone didn't look

this person truly worth all

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