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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.

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127 - From the ashes

The excitement, even if dark, seemed to bring clarity to the drunken man. Even those who had not taken notice of him earlier now turned to the stage, looking at him with a mix of curiosity, but also a bit of disdain, even if only for the shame he was bringing on himself, his family, and those of the same standing as him, or even higher, as his background was definitely not the deepest among those in the hall.

Still, nobody came forward to stop him, and he focused all his attention on the brown haired woman who was beside her blonde friend.

His smile foreboding, he spoke:

"I think everyone here knows Evelyn Softsnow, the number one beauty of our time in this school. Full of virtues like kindness, gentleness, altruism, and many others, many had a crush on her, and many still have."

His eyes panned over the crowd, stopping on a few who said nothing.