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

That was the soft greeting Evelyn woke up to. Her eyelids fluttered as she took a hazy look at the face in front of her, before it started getting clearer. She smiled without much strength, still working on getting her mind up and running:

She looked around, the sight of the white curtains moved by the wind from the slightly opened window making her recall that she had been brought to a ward to rest. She had been lulled into a sleep by Daemon's calm voice as he pushed her to rest, and now the sunlight seemed brighter than it had been.

Her brown eyes returned to Daemon:

As he replied, Daemon looked up, and Evelyn followed his gaze to look at the accessories adorning the IV stick. She watched Daemon check them, before her gaze followed the connection leaving the bottles to arrive at her arm.

345 - From the ashes: Awake