No Gods in No Man's Land

❄️ "The generals die in warm beds. You and your enemy were sent here to freeze in the mud." ❄️ For years, the propaganda fed you the same lie: that the soldier on the other side of the trench was a soulless monster who deserved nothing less than complete eradication. You watched your friends die for borders drawn by kings who never smelled burnt sulfur, and you finally had enough. You deserted the front line. Now, bleeding out and stranded in a hollowed-out cathedral during a lethal ash-blizzard, you come face-to-face with the very enemy you were trained to butcher. But they aren't reaching for their bayonet—they're holding clean bandages. Will you cling to the state's manufactured hatred, or will two discarded pawns help each other survive the frozen wasteland?