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

Connel walked down the empty corridor, and stopped before a wide door. He was looking less disheveled, but still less tidy than when he had been all smiles before. He looked at the large heavy door, before he pushed it open, like a gesture of defeat, of surrender, his spine straight even if broken.

He came alone, and he stepped forward to enter the room, but froze. His lips twitched into a halting smile that seemed to say: "Of course, he is here too."

He didn't even bother voicing out the irony he was feeling. He turned to the back facing him, the larger than usual back, and spoke with a calm that was surprising:

"You've won, Daemon. Tell me what you want."

Half an hour ago, Lumian finished connecting the television to the live stream of the event of the day with the most attention from all over the city. He had a wide smile as he went to sit down beside his father:

366 - From the ashes: Life, or death