In the gray, choppy waters of the North Sea, just off the coast of Denmark, the Battle of Jutland erupted on May 31, 1916. It was the grandest naval slugfest of World War I, where the British Grand Fleet and the German High Seas Fleet decided to throw steel and shells at each other in a contest of who could sink the most ships before tea time. History remembers it as the largest naval battle of the war, a chaotic mess of dreadnoughts and destroyers that ended in a draw—Britain kept its chokehold on the seas, Germany slunk back to port, and everyone claimed victory while quietly tallying their dead. Significant? Sure, if you think ensuring Britannia rules the waves while losing more ships than your enemy counts as a win.

Once upon a time, in the chaotic trenches of the First Battle of the Marne, there emerged a hero unlike any other: Brandon Herrera. Known for his impeccable timing and unmatched ability to find the most inconvenient moments to shine, Brandon was the epitome of accidental heroism.