Drowning in my own Blood -- A Fictional War Story

It all began with two men, their destinies seemingly etched in stone by a force unknown, a silent architect of their lives they might never truly comprehend. The relentless march of time ensures that change is the only constant, and with it, the perpetual drumbeat of war. Yet, it is in the crucible of these conflicts, in the profound connection between these two souls, that the true narrative unfolds. When one stumbles, the other is inexorably drawn into a spiraling descent, setting in motion the very heart of this story. This intertwined fate becomes the dominant theme, the core motivation, and the unwavering drive behind their existence.

For it is through the fiery crucible of war that evolution finds its most potent catalyst. The urgent demands of survival, the desperate need for an edge in conflict, propel the human mind to unprecedented heights of innovation. This relentless pursuit of advantage fuels the creation of ever-more sophisticated machines - instruments of destruction, yes, but also tools of transformation. These marvels of engineering, born from the crucible of conflict and the relentless push of progress, possess the power to reshape the very fabric of history, altering the course of civilizations and leaving an indelible mark on the future. The echoes of their creation reverberate through the ages, a testament to humanity's paradoxical capacity for both destruction and ingenuity.

Its only up to you to decide which pathway to take.

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A story of two men in the distant future, a world split into only two countries without faith or religion, entrapped in the unforgiving talons war. A story of a young girl facing hardship and inequality. Of a great father, desperate to save his son. Of a sister, who is long gone. They won't stay like such forever.
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I will say myself, the writing is confusing in timelines, so the best I can do is say he is 14 in chapter one, slowly climbs his way up, and is 19 in chapter 7 :)