I first set foot on the battlefields of Tribal Wars in 2005.
I was six years old, sitting beside my parents as they built villages and fought wars I barely understood.
The sound of marching troops, the rise of banners, the fall of empires — it all became part of my childhood.
Time passed.
The screens went dark.
The wars ended.
Twenty years later, I’ve returned.
Older. Sharper. No longer watching from the side, but leading from the front.
“Uncivilized” — that was the name of my father’s first village.
The place where I learned what conquest meant, long before I could spell it.
I brought the name back, not just as a codename, but as a tribute —
to where it all began.
The world has changed — players, tactics, alliances — but the fire never left.
It only slept.
Now it burns again.
And this time, I’m not here to remember. I’m here to 'CONQUIST'.
