I would have been taught at a very young age that fighting in war was heroic and honorable, a position to be coveted and praised. However, when being sent to the alien environment of war, I would probably realize that I was betrayed and tricked by their elders; the patriotism of my heart would be replaced by the nightmare of bloodshed. After being forced to watch my friends and comrades fall to death around me, I’d learn the new lesson of how the fear of death’s darkness greatly overpowers the supposed “honor” of serving in war. War would provide me with a clear perspective of the evils of humanity, and how such evils controlled one’s individual life