It's about how no matter how necessary or just, war leaves no winners in its wake, least of all its heroes. It's about the greatest of them all, The First Heroes, and how they all fell apart immediately after the fighting stopped.
It's how they tried to live up to the weight of the expectations of the title that was foisted upon them just for surviving, but collapsed underneath it all the same. How that failure has had knock-on effects for their children, their families, for the new heroes they inspired in the decades since all trying to live up to a beautiful, sugarcoated lie.
It's how Dr. Stan tried so hard to be the leader everybody wanted him to be - that he'd dreamed so long of being - to make the world better for his people only to make it easier in the end for them to be weaponized and exploited and turned into servants for the ruling class and society at large.
How his wife, his rock, the love of his life, died young and left him with a young son he was as unprepared to raise as he was to lead, trying to figure out how to be a dad when he'd already forgotten how to be a person. It's about how he fell into reclusion and ended up neglecting his son as a result, leaving him to suffocate under the weight of his shadow and legacy with only vultures left to guide him.
It's about how Peter fell from grace and lost himself to extremism after seeing the reality of a supernatural war and the new world his triumph created. How Takuma left the world behind to rediscover himself after having become a blade in his own right, forsaking his friends along the way. How Kat ran away from her past entirely and put everything she had into music, never once speaking of the war after the fact, struggling with addiction off-and-on for decades to come.
It's about how Stan tried to keep up the charade as long as he could, tried to keep his friends together, only to find they were uninterested in bonds forged in blood and bore more resentment toward the violence in which they were complicit than they did fondness for each other. How Logan lost everything but Stan and his daughter in the end, including his legs, his wife, his mind, all in service of a country and a populace that forgot about him as soon as the gunfire stopped.
It's about how to the outside world, they all went on to lead amazing, successful lives in all these different fields, how they become heroes and icons to a world that never knew them and never cared to know their pain. Because nobody comes out of war unscathed, and nobody ever truly wins - they just survive. But the survivors are never the lucky ones. In war, the only lucky ones are the dead, the ones who never have to deal with what comes after. With the guilt, the resentment, the pain.
And most of all, it's about how the idolization of this idealized idea of war fundamentally warps the perception of the people and their notion of justice, and heroism, and what it is they and the world should be aspiring to. How the idea of a perfect and just war, even when correct, still leads to a broken society shaped by broken leaders. Because when war is the only answer, suffering is the only result. And it is only when that suffering and naive idealization are acknowledged and set aside that any amount of true healing can really begin.














