Chapter 1989

Morpheus had been a general with blood on his hands.

"M-Morpheus?" Theodore noticed his unusual demeanor and cautiously asked, "What's wrong?"

Morpheus silently dismounted and walked in another direction.

To everyone else, he seemed peculiar—silent, devoid of any presence or expression.

Yet, at that very moment, scenes from the battlefield flooded his mind, tearing him apart like invisible hands.

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Persephone's mental state improved day by day.

During this time, in addition to immersing herself in books in the study, she often joined Morpheus by the seaside to watch sunsets and stars.

Morpheus was considerate, always remembering to bring an extra jacket and her favorite hot chocolate.

Sometimes, watching the sunset, Persephone felt a sense of dislocation in time. The sunset in Centrolis was different from Flinge's. It was serene here, while Flinge's sunset carried a desolate feeling.

She would ask him, "Would you be willing to stay here with me forever?"

Every time, Morpheus