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.”

It is not easy to leave the darkness, just as it is painful to cradle the burning ashes of the love of yesteryear.

He disappeared without a trace, coming back from the ever-present war years later.

She suffered, losing everything, and raising her son alone. Now, can a spark set the ashes afire again?

Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred.
Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family he never had, and which she did not have anymore.

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Love from the ashes

Slowly but surely, Daemon's calm gait became a little more forceful, a little faster. Then his speed started to pick up, until he leaned forward, making his upper body almost parallel to the ground, and his speed exploded like a cheetah having spotted its prey.

He moved like a silent shadow, making a shout ring in the communication channel of the preys he was about to hunt, just before it was too late:

"Careful!!! He is coming!!! Around the corner!!!"

Only two things were of a different color on the shadow that burst out from around the corner. The fair, difficult to discern somewhat pale skin, and the silver gleam of the blades tarnished by blood still yet to dry up.

The formation of the dark geared operatives had three in front, and another three at the back, some distance away, a way to cover more area, and to avoid something like an explosion taking everyone out.

397 - From the ashes: A legend, a nightmare