My Age of Empire

A computer game enthusiast was immersed in his beloved computer game Empire Age, when a lightning strike changed his destiny...≪ br>☆☆☆< br> A dream?≪ br> Or a real journey?≪ br>☆☆☆☆ What is history? Is it just something people did in the past? Of course not. The vast history contains real blood and tears, as well as living death and rebirth. Each of our lives wanders and whispers in those past times. The rise and fall of empires, the rise and fall of civilizations, fragments of memories of the past, and the cry of freedom of the soul. Time is like countless particles, permeating the air, slowly but firmly passing through our bodies... This feeling is particularly strong when I sit in front of the computer and stare at the plants and trees on the screen. The beating war drums and the forest of sharp knives outline a game world of majestic mountains and rivers. Time is spent in this gaze, and history is made in this wandering.