The Battle of Britain War, the terrible reality that is a simmering manifestation of human darkness, often ends with terrible repercussions. War, was and is the three-letter word that in most situations is not enough to illustrate the misery of man's turmoil. Indeed, many times, the temporal representation of human existence has been ruined by wars and conflicts throughout history. It seemed that the man was not complacent enough to forgive, but rather, selfishly, wished to take revenge on those who rose up to defile him. The First World War had passed, with countless sufferings that had marked history. It had been a stark reminder, the hot iron of desperation seared into the minds of the many individuals who had survived the war. The screams of pain, the sight of the mutilations, the dismemberments, the moans, the cries of the mothers were all a heartbreaking tablet that summed up the First World War. Unfortunately, man learns lessons and forgets them in an instant, and that very man, Adolf Hitler, lit the fuse for World War II with his maniacal ideas. It was an exact mirror replica of the previous one, except this time the stakes were higher, with many more lives at stake. It seemed that the devil himself had chosen to be imbued with Hitler, with his fiery red eyes instilling pain and fear throughout Europe. The only souls left who could extinguish his visions were the British, who declared war on Germany. That war would be known as the Battle of Britain, and the end result saw Britain as the victor. Germany had lost this war, adding a sour note to its laudable collection of previous victories. Had it been the collective might of Britain that had overthrown its opposition, or had it been the result of miscalculations… mid-paper… and the making of another triumphant conquest. The Germans seemed to be the favorites, but their heads were swollen with pride and, in the end, they were unable to see the harsh doubts of reality. If they had accepted humility and taken to heart the fact that underestimation leads to failure, perhaps, the result would have been very different. They were poorly organized and therefore the victors were the British. In the arena of war, gladiators strike with precision and care, taking full account of the consequences. Britain had wielded the spear and shield to its advantage, while Germany, drunk on the wine of pride, had stumbled, bleary-eyed, and ultimately pierced. Let the spoils of victory go to the victor, for Britain had truly deserved it. Germany's mistakes will never be forgotten and, for this reason, let this essay be the eternal testimony of its destiny.