LifeDayDreams

“I don't like judging people, but sometimes I can't help it. I don't like talking behind people's backs, but sometimes I do. I just want to live a good life, but sometimes I can't.”

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. And 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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Love from the ashes

The woman with traces of recent hardships in her features paused, but for barely one moment, like when one's eyes caught a fleeting image. It felt family, jolting with some distant impression in the brain. The latter, however, had yet to process everything, yet to find the connection provoking a reaction, the source of the sense of familiarity, yet to process everything.

So the woman turned and continued on her way, but she hardly took a few steps before her eyes widened. Her heart skipped a beat, as she turned back to confirm the thought that surfaced in her mind.

She found nothing however, no one, and her anxiety climbed higher, this time clear, and for a reason very different from the one that had made her age etch deeper marks on her face.

325 - From the ashes: I saw your sister