The Battle That Never Ends

[Ensemble cast, no female lead, World War II technology (more or less), slow burn, major villain, System based on the game Gates of Hell: Ostfront] (This is the author's experimental work, so it will have plenty of mistakes. I hope readers will point them out.)

Beck often wondered what he was doing here after transmigrating, and what his purpose was. Was he still the same person? And who was that person?

Who was the other person, anyway?

After reaching adulthood, he had long since stopped imagining himself transmigrating to another world and killing his way to glory. The passion had faded long ago. He wasn't very interested in conquering the world. Perhaps a hunting System would suit him better.

Sitting in the Sd.Kfz. 250/3 armored command vehicle, he looked through his binoculars at the castle in the distance, its gates firmly shut, and reluctantly ordered the bombardment to begin.

He really didn't want to waste time here.

Maybe he could find somewhere to retire? Perhaps he could ask that last countess about art to pass the time?

Invasion, graves, and death spread across this world.

More than a decade later, Beck sat in the command room of a bunker. Through the window, he happened to catch sight of a man steeped in every kind of wickedness.

Evil never stopped. It kept delivering steel and bayonets.

But in the end, it would be set free and face judgment and death.

(The first thirty chapters will drag badly, and might even count as a failure. It should get a little better after that. If you don't have the patience to eat shit, don't read the first thirty chapters. Perhaps writing this novel at all is my greatest mistake.)

Our group played 29 rounds of Gates of Hell: 7,561 people died in battle, and 589 were killed by friendly fire.