LifeDayDreams

Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred.
Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family.

"D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death.
It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go?

From the ashes, will it love or...?
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Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other.

From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not.

Find the answer yourself.
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Love from the ashes

The sound from the door getting closed pulled Daemon out of his recollection.

Without knowing it, his eyes had followed Evelyn till she left the room. Silence came back, but this time with a certain emotion at the forefront.

Alone, he hesitated about what to do. But while his mind was deliberating, his heart made him stand up. He left the room, and searched the waitress with his eyes.

Even the crowd and the noise could not stop his eyes from being attracted like a magnet to a figure crisscrossing with various orders on her plate. The uniform was modest, but still, it showed her feminine figure.

Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and she was hiding a bit of exhaustion beneath her professional smile. But that face…

044 - From the ashes