“Only the dead have seen the end of war.” Born into a family of swordsmen, our protagonist was raised to wield a blade at an age when most children are just learning their alphabets. Driven by the heavy expectations of his parents and a burning desire for a legacy that would outlive his mortal body, he trained rigorously to surpass his brothers and achieve eternal glory.However, the reality of the battlefield shattered his illusions. Faced with the horror of butchery and the realization that his "enemies" were fellow children of nature, he found himself unable to kill. In a moment of pure havoc, he dropped his sword and fled the blood-stained fields.Years later, he returns to that same barren land—now a graveyard of rusted steel and the scent of dried blood—to find his family gone, executed as war criminals. Through these "small scars" of his life, our protagonist reflects on a haunting cycle: a world where humanity destroys the very nature it originated from in a misguided pursuit of peace.This moving debut piece challenges the reader to look past the justification of conflict and ask a singular, piercing question: Is this truly an era of peace, or do human sins truly know no bound?