Morpheus' gradual recovery unfolded day by day. Capitalizing on the sunny weather, he meticulously cleaned his home, both inside and out.However, in the process, he encountered an array of poignant memories tied to a particular individual—a bunch of dried flowers, a half-eaten box of chocolates, a stack of prescriptions...His heart suddenly clenched with pain.Persephone cherished the streets of Flinge, particularly the unknown little colorful and vibrant flowers blooming by the roadside. She claimed these flowers were never seen in Centrolis. After confirming they were unattended, she secretly plucked a bunch and turned them into dried flowers. Each day, she would beam at the flowers with a bright smile.With a penchant for sweets, especially after he scolded her, she would guilt-trip him with her big teary eyes, prompting him to feel he had been too harsh. Consequently, he would regularly buy her chocolates. There were limited dessert options in Flinge, and this brand of chocol

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

Persephone's hoarse cries were quickly drowned out in the crowd. No one could hear her voice as protests began to rise. Before the match, they had bet heavily on Morpheus' victory, but this match would leave them penniless."Useless, get up!""You wasted our money!""Give us back our money!"However loud these people shouted, the more pleased Fat Jim seemed. With such high odds, he could make a fortune. Morpheus could still earn him so much money even before dying, making the most of his usefulness.He chuckled, spat out his sunflower seed husk, and instructed his men to find a decent grave for Morpheus. After all, they were like brothers, and a blank tombstone could serve as his own remembrance."Boss, look quickly!"Fat Jim's subordinate's sudden panic surprised him.He followed the direction his subordinate pointed at and saw a slender figure amidst the chaos. Like a determined little rabbit, she desperately climbed toward the ring.Guards were trying to stop her, but she s

Persephone felt a moment of panic.Her initial thought was whether the note might be a prank, but she quickly dismissed that idea. Even if it were a prank, there was no need for it to target her specifically.Besides, the name written on the note was clear—Morpheus.Morpheus was fine!This person must know her, but for some reason, they couldn't tell her this face-to-face. It wasn't Wynn because his personality was straightforward. He wouldn't use such roundabout means.However, who else did she know in Flinge besides Wynn and Morpheus?Persephone's heart raced. When Seamus placed his hand on her shoulder, she nearly jumped."Miss, what's wrong?"Persephone stared at him for a few seconds before shaking her head frantically."You don't look too well." Seamus frowned. "Are you feeling ill?"Persephone quickly slipped the note into her pocket and continued along his line of conversation. "I... I do feel a bit unwell.""What's the matter?""Perhaps it's this flower." She glanc

Persephone's mind went blank. Gunshots erupted from the ship, followed by sparks. It reminded her of that night when she failed to leave successfully—the ship had exploded with flames soaring into the sky."Seamus!" she yelled.Persephone rushed toward it and ignored the bodyguard restraining her and assuring her that Seamus would be fine.She cried uncontrollably."Miss, please calm down...""Seamus is still on the ship!""Miss...""Call the police!"The bodyguard hastily pulled out a phone.The sounds of the fight drew closer, mixed with chaotic footsteps.Persephone followed the noise and saw Seamus running toward them. He was covered in blood, his steps losing strength.The moment he saw Persephone, he hesitated before he turned abruptly and dashed in the opposite direction!Persephone widened her eyes.Seamus placed himself as her last line of defense against the assailants, standing between them.The two men who had caught up were the ones she had seen at the restro