WWI Punk: My Day in the Trenches

When a wandering boy is involved in the empire's war machine and becomes a drop of fuel that drives the machine, his personality has been wiped out by the grand narrative. Writing this diary became the only proof that he was still alive. The airtight rain of artillery shells, the never-ending air strikes, the tall mechas, and the battle fortresses armed to the teeth were all attacking him. The comrades who were blown to pieces, the brothers who share the same fate, and the false glory of the empire, which one is the one that he should really protect? "After writing this article, I hope I can survive to write another one tomorrow." (Avatar World) (World War I Diesel Punk) (First Person Perspective)