[ WP ] A young student is drafted off to fight in a bloody foreign war . He quickly finds that war is the most enjoyable thing he has ever experienced .

My god. I was raised told that war was hell. That it traumatized every being involved. 
 
 They Lied. Not sure why but they did. War is beautiful, kill or be killed. Who ever lives through this waltz of blood and death, can stand tall on the bodies of the dead and proclaim his greatness. His victory. 
 
 It's a wonderful dance, the adrenalin surging through me. I can take out a man from half a mile away with a single shot, or dance among the rain of blood as I dodge and weave my way through a unit of men, killing all I pass. 
 
 The chaos so chaotic that the world stood still. Everyone moves so slowly, war makes them faster. But I am faster still, faster than anyone. The smell of their blood, there faces full of terror. I am a demon granting them and end, an end to the life they're so afraid of. 
 
 Send more. More. More. More. I'll fight an army single handed, people who worked them selves to be the strongest. I want to kill them all, then the strongest will be me. I will become what I desire. 
 
 Invincible.
