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Love from the ashes

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. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other. From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not. Find the answer yourself. ___ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.

LifeDayDreams · Urbain
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040 - From the ashes

Daemon, after plowing through a few flights of stairs, arrived on the twentieth floor. He took a moment to orient himself, before walking past a few rooms.

He watched the number go from 2001 to 2009 before stopping. He raised an eyebrow at the door that was not properly closed, and was thinking about whether to knock or enter directly when he heard voices from inside.

More than one female voice radiating joy and excitement.

"You look so beautiful in the robe."

He recognized Jane's voice, and the one she was talking to should be his soon-to-be fiancee. She indeed looked radiant in the robe she had chosen.

A slight smile appeared on his face.

"I can't believe Cynthia is about to take this step before the rest of us."

Kelly's voice was full of envy despite the smile it contained.

Rachel was the one to speak next: