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K65: The Promised Land

 

I had my heart set on joining GoD ever since my time in K116. Back then, when the GuN clan attacked our kingdom, one of the GoD players—or maybe it was a sup or even the leader, SPACE—stood up and declared war on GuN. And they actually followed through! That was it for me. I decided I was going to join his clan someday.

Of course, life (and Total Battle) has other plans. SPACE eventually stopped playing and sold his account. Funny twist though—the guy who bought it ended up in GoD T with me, under the name Ready to Work, and the last I heard, he made it to GoD main with a new ID. Life’s full of funny little loops like that.

So when I finally landed in K65, it really did feel like I had arrived in my promised land. Well… sort of.

The Tier 2 Life (Again!)

Thordirne was the official recruiter for K65, but of course, I was too small for the main clan. So I joined the tier 2 clan, GoD Barracks. 

I joined in June 2024 and stayed until August. For me, this was forever—my first long run with a single clan. The connections I made there? They’ve passed the test of time (and boredom).

FYI: There were no free rotations to the main clan. As Dontrius would say, you have to earn your place in the main. And by the time I’d reach whatever requirement they last posted? The goalpost would magically move higher. Classic.

Dontrius 2 was our leader in Barracks. I never saw the guy speak. He’d show up, hit an epic or an ancient, and that was pretty much the extent of our deep and meaningful relationship.

Life in the Barracks

How do I describe Barracks?
I guess we never really had a chance.

Sharing a kingdom with a monster clan like GoD meant we pretty much starved for epics. They were killing them round the clock—nothing lasted more than 10–15 seconds. If we even got a hit on one, it was a win. Most of us stayed busy with citadels and crypts instead. And silver? I have never been that poor in silver in my entire TB life.

CP in K65

CP was 2.5 million silver per 1 billion CP—set by Dontrius himself—and nobody dared to offer less. If someone did, it was done in super-secret hush-hush corners of the kingdom.

There were some amazing players from the main who offered CP runs almost daily: Argo, DonY and Chuckie. The trust level was high—you could trade ancient-to-ancient and nobody flinched.

I tried CP defense for the first time in K65. I was just average, but I ran a few sets with Argo every now and then. Some of the Barracks players had even formed a CP-exclusive club where they ran 5v1 CP marches. That’s where I learned to be both a driver and a tank.

There was also this lady who created the CP channel—I’ve forgotten her name, but she was the first official Karen I met in the game. The woman acted like it was beneath her to even respond to you, and the condescending attitude she dished out when you were added to the channel? Next level.
Me? I did what I always do with people like that: Pretended they didn’t exist. Works like a charm.

The People

One of the players I met was a cancer survivor, still battling even now. We bonded over that and became really good friends. I thought that friendship would last forever—but nothing does. Life is funny that way.

Prometheus was the nicest clan leader I’ve ever met. And I’ve been in a lot of clans, so that’s saying something. He was super active in clan chat, always responded if he was around, and helped even the people who didn’t ask for it. Sometimes I wondered if he even realized he was leading a clan, because I’ve seen people grow a stick in their neck the second they become a sup. Prom was just different—refreshingly, impossibly kind.

The sups I remember are Berean and Danny K. Danny was the kind of guy who basically carried the slackers on his back when it came to ancients. Honestly, Prom was doing the same.

The rest of the clan?
Three-stack hitters. Everywhere. It was so frustrating I could scream just thinking about it.

Eventually, the main clan seemed done with us and there were plans to move to another kingdom. 

I can’t even remember why I left, but if I had to guess, I probably just got bored.

I later moved to GoD T in K49 and would return to Barracks again when they were in K78—but that’s a story for another post.

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