War consumes, destroys, devours, and tears apart the bonds between the living, separating lovers and erasing families. War is the end of life, the climax of conflict and the darkest ending one could see; so, how is it that I have to be the one to protect it, a soldier of love, but also of war, that sentence itself makes me confounded, but when I close my eyes I see the truth, war is conflict, war is passion, war is us fighting against oppression and evil, war is a form of love, and it is one I fight to protect.