Persephone wore a look of concern as she inched closer to Morpheus. "D-Do you not like it?"

Just then, the final firework illuminated the sky brightly.

She had designed it especially for him. The silver sparks gleamed like a thousand stars, with two letters shining brightest in the middle—MY.

"Morpheus, see the 'MY' in the middle?" She smiled. "I designed that for you!

"Do you like it?

"Morpheus?"

Morpheus stood frozen, like a cold sculpture.

His heart pounded, but he could only hear the flying bullets in the battle—a haunting echo of his troop's last scream at the battle's end.

It was his father's final bellow of despair.

Morpheus covered his ears and squatted down weakly, his head throbbing with pain.

"No... No."

"Morpheus!"

pushed her away. Despite

Morpheus?

soul was

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

in the sky, but the person in front of

you not feel

He pushed her again!

couldn't hold

to care for her even when

to the palace looking

on the couch upon her arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled toward her heart like a

Persephone had no appetite. She shook her head in

from outside. "How was

smile while holding a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this. You won't find it anywhere else! Would

She remained silent.

he thought he wouldn't ask

of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the design, I

him helplessly. "Can you leave me

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