His mind was a mess. Not that it hadn't been since the moment he was born but only this time messier.The death of his father had happened exactly four weeks ago and a lot had already started to change. Andrew was what you would have called a troubled child, the kind of child that saw a lot more than he really needed to especially for a kid his age.In the 19th century boys, men couldn't really open up to anyone concerning matters such as sexual assault at a young age, depression , anxiety and a lot of other things in between. Andrew had seen it all. He hated everything about this world, he felt he was here for a bigger purpose but he just couldn't figure out what and that was what frustrated him most. In his eyes humanity had failed a whole landslide down from what it was actually supposed to be. Of course humanity wasn't meant to be perfect , but that still doesn't mean the imperfections should outweigh the perfections tenfold.He hated how humanity claimed to be superior beings but they still succumbed to illnesses and accepted death just like other animals. What annoyed him most was the hopeful nature of man, the fact that they existed in a century where you could only hope when you were the one in power. The rest were scum. The leaders could have a person executed and even get to pick the means of the execution. The fact that he got to be one of the privileged made him feel worse.The thought of being privileged but still not being privileged enough to make a difference - like knowing you are tall but knowing you are still not tall enough to reach that jar of peanuts on your topshelf-.This time he was part of the battalion stationed at hacksaw ridge.The 3rd battalion sent their that year.This was the third war that year and the 41st since the death of the great king.Hatake was the only king to rule over the badlands as a whole.After his death the badlands were split into seven separate lands.With more lands came more wars and with every leader feeling entitled to the throne the wars wouldn't stop,seven moons after the death of the king came the death of the kings first family member Jaime the rightful heir to the crown had fallen sick and died.A good soul the outlands would miss him.His mother took the throne after him but she died too.It was said she died out of despair but people wanted to believe that her king needed her in the afterlife.The last two of the kings children,two young boys Ron and Harry the second would die mysteriously from a fire at the castle.Seven of his commanders would assume the throne for each of their seperate jurisdictions.That was 14 years ago.The wars broke out 2 years after the kings death.Wars led by the barons, previous commanders who didn't fight.Exactly Andrews problem with this world.The people were growing tired The soldiers were growing weary,the horses sickly the very air was wrotten.Hacksaw ridge was hell.The specific war location had been chosen for its infertility a large mass of plateau rock that extended a few kms into the beach.It was One of the warring parties would arise from the deep caverns of the beach and the other would ascend from the ladder on Narnias side