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

"Sir, we have confirmed that Daemon Peak has been there once since coming back, but only once."

Connel didn't change his position, but his focus left the water in the glass in his hand despite his eyes still facing it.

With a calm voice and a thoughtful expression, he repeated:

Understanding that Connel was talking about the headmistress of the orphanage, the man reported seriously:

This time Connel had a greater reaction. He raised his head to face his subordinate once again, his unspoken question making the latter elaborate slowly:

"She regrets what she did back then, and she wants to be left alone to die with the last bit of peace she still has."

Instead of getting angry or disappointed, Connel sneered. His disdain, while light on his elegant face, was palpable:

166 - From the ashes