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

09 relocating, was it a stupid move? Maybe. He could have just remained in place, adjusted the settings of his scope, and locked onto the target once again after all. Or maybe not, because the target was dangerous, so much so that he was certain the abyss-like gaze he had met hadn't been a coincidence. And he didn't know which means the target had to neutralize him from afar, so he could only find himself a new position, even if he knew deep down, in a corner of his mind that was suppressing the fear a weapon like him should not have, that his secondary position might not be safe either.

Damn, none of the positions he had marked for this operation might be safe, possibly all anticipated by the target.

His heart was only somewhat steady because he was forcing himself thanks to his training, and because his adrenaline was keeping him from crumbling.

He moved fast, exactly twenty seconds later finding himself at a new position.

120 - From the ashes