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!"

she saw. She attempted to hug him, but he pushed her away. Despite being wounded from the push, she ignored it and tried to embrace him

Morpheus? You're

and sweated as if his soul was being devoured by

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

sky, but the person in front of her seemed unable to

Do you not feel well? Talk to me!

He pushed her again!

time, Persephone couldn't hold back

the man who used to care for her even when she

to the palace

arrival. A ghastly helplessness crawled

but Persephone had

voice came from outside. "How was

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

She remained silent.

he thought he wouldn't

that I put a lot of effort into it? Although I didn't help with the design, I was the one who got people to set it off.

him helplessly.

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