The Great War ended with a deafening silence.
The world moved on.
And in the silence,we forgot.
Akame asked me if I was truly ready to go to war.
She told me that the good soldier kills without ever thinking of his enemy as a human being.
In the moment he sees him as a fellow man,he is no longer a good soldier.
And I was a good soldier.
God help me.
With each of us lie the seeds of an undefined greatness.
We are the father of our own future,that must be chosen,nurtured,guided.
It must be driven with conviction,lest our leeser nature let it stray into shadow.
The war would thoroughly explore the humanity's potential.
Finest moments.
Darkest hours.
Summits of courage.
Depth of hatred.
Hope.
Endurance.
Atrocity.
Death.
We fought everywhere,in every condition known,using weapons we had never dreamed of.
But death,no matter where you are,and suffering the same in every language.
Technology moved faster than you could think how to use it.
Your's,their's,it didn't matter.
This war will prove that from ocean bed to mountain top,the greatest killing machine is man.
Total war brought death home,it wasn't just about the soldiers on the front.
This time the crosshairs found the workers on the assembly line,commuters on the trains.
Even childrens in the schools.
Airmens,infantries,volunteers,conscripts,them and us.
It didn't matter where the danger came from.
The threat of death unified every one.
Victory means staying alive.
Man's unworthiest creation,what let it back to us?
Does a hidden hand guide it?
Birthing us in violence and blood,ending us in fear and alone.
Until you pull the trigger to your enemy.
You are NOT ready for war.
You are only ready to die.