A short story about eRepublik community

Day 1,496, 21:27 Published in Romania Republic of Moldova by Highfather
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Introduction
I have heard many people lately who believe that the eRepublik community doesn't exist anymore, and because of that I wanted to argument my point of view about this situation



 We all know how it used to be in the early days of eRepublik, and I must say that being part of the old-school helped me in having a better image of the game. I would like to present you today my way of understanding the most important aspect of the game, the eRepublik community. 😎



Unity is the key of evolution.

 I am sure that almost all of eRepublik users came to this game by a determined reason. While some came for social networking and making friends, others just wanted to have fun, no matter the price. While some wanted to be heroes of their eNation, others wanted to be elite mercenaries. while some wanted to be good politicians, others wanted to be good critics. Because of this diversity and ying-yang phenomena, users began to unite in groups directed by a common goal. Depending on the goal, some factions declared wars to others while other groups experienced intern problems. Many of the first in-game factions exist now too, in fact many of the actual Military Units were created this way.

Everyone can tale a part in the New World, and every contribution is vital


By involving in the aspect of the game that suits you, your contribution is very important. You don't need to be the biggest, most powerful user in the game to do that, all you have to do is to be part of a community that you like, bring your contribution to that community, and if you get the necessary experience you can start your own comunity.




Conclusion

Regarding who we are fighting for, what str. we have, how rich we are, we must never forget that we are humans in essence and the most importing part of this game are the people behind the users.

If the light of day I’ll never see
I would like to leave this legacy
To all my friends who had a role
In lifting sorrow from my soul.

I died of a social death
raged in Anger, full of Wrath,
and when I saw my Grave’s surrounding
I felt the sparks of light rebounding
A pair of angels gathered in foam
To rebuilt my abandoned home…

To lifelong keepers of my heart,
Go spread the word of a new start:
I know again that we are brothers,
ash to Fire, Phoenix by feathers!

 (The Black Phoenix by TimeForRevenge)