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

Daemon didn't turn around despite having his name called. It was Ryan, who was beside the empty seat at the head of the table, who smiled at Lumian, and pointed at the seat at the bottom of the table:

"Mr Softsnow, please have a seat first, and wait for a moment."

Ryan's smile didn't bring Lumian any joy. If anything, it irked him, while inwardly, it made his heart sink further. He glanced at the back turned to him, and went to sit down, to wait like he had been asked to, like a convict awaiting judgement.

The wait actually made him calmer than the trip to the hotel had made him. It actually made his situation really settle down in his mind, bringing only calm, the only response when hope, even illusory, found no seat, after the mind-numbing despair.

367 - From the ashes: Price to pay