Yaveria - 1917

INTRODUCTORY

To begin with, this is a completely fictional story. All the events that happened here do not have any connection to real-life events. The story is set in 1917, province of West Yaveral, exactly the last year of the 2nd Yaveral War. How did this war happen? If you're wondering, it's all due to the Yaverian claims on GVR's (Greater Vangardian Republic) territory, as it was considered as an occupied land after the end of the 1st Yaveral War in 1891. It was an offensive war ignited by the Yaverians, as they wanted to assert their dominance over the Northern Continent, a continental conquest for short. Upon their losses within the war, the GVR's government decided to put the Gardanian (formerly occupied by the Yaverian) into the union, forming the double government system, led by both representatives and councillors from the Vanian ethnic and the Gardarn ethnic (GVR is formerly known as Vanian Republic). However, it enrages the Yaverian that their land has been occupied by them, eventually leading into a massive plan to take back their claimed lands, that they have no idea what they're planning will lead into a traumatic war upon their soldiers. Massive rearmament has been done in preparation, bulk production of guns, artilleries, anything they could do to arm their men. After years of preparations, and planning, the government, alongside with the military, has decided to declare war against the GVR exactly in 1913, as they've seen many advantages. Considering the GVR's current status at the time that it barely recovered from the new form of government, ethnic crisis, as well as massive protests and discrimination against the Gardanians (at the time, Vanians did not accept the union with the Gardanians with a light-heart). The Yaverian took an immediate action, as they boldly declared war through the radio channels. The GVR's military was caught by surprise, leading into slow mobilisation to strengthen the front. The front collapses due to how unorganised their army is, and barely enough men to fill the front. The GVR had to set a defensive line around the West Yaveral province, forcing them to hold the enormous waves of artillery barrages and infantry push onto their lines. And so then, trench warfare was introduced. The doctrine that many soldiers would rather be dead by diseases, mental illness, and endless shell-shocks. It has been a very tragic and tremendously the worst way for soldiers to spend their last few days before their inevitable death, standing in their trench, firing their guns into a seemingly endless wave of humans, that would just send them down into a worst mental state that they couldn't even bear. Even if they survived, it must have been a mercy from God himself. The constant feeling of fear, grief upon their dead comrades, and insecurities, as they know that they're not even safe hiding in their trenches. Only three words stick in their mind; mud, steels, and their own blood.