I remember the first time I played Total War: Rome II.
It was the autumn of 2013. I was twenty, hungry for stories of empires and battlefields, yet unaware of the weight of history and its ruthless turns.
A friend had told me about it — this epic world where Rome could rise and fall with a single battle, where legions clashed in the shadow of history’s greatest wars.
I opened the box, installed it, and before long, I found myself staring at a map that stretched across the known world.
But it wasn’t just a game.
It was an empire waiting to be built.
It was Rome II.

I clicked start, and suddenly, the world was at my feet — vast and unforgiving.
I spent hours moving my armies, conquering cities, watching the fires of war spread like wildfire across the Mediterranean.
The strategy, the politics, the careful plotting of every move — they consumed me.
I wasn’t playing it.
I was commanding it.

Then came the victories and defeats, the rise of empires, the chaos of rebellion.
I knew the map, the factions, the twists of diplomacy.
And without any guide — just history books and ambition — I carved my legacy into the annals of time.
It was my empire.
It was home.

Sometimes I’d sit for hours, just watching the sieges unfold, seeing the tides of history change before my eyes.
I wasn’t just a general.
I was the hand that guided the future of the Roman Empire.
I still remember that one battle — the sound of the trumpets, the clash of swords as my army swept through the gates of Carthage.
I could almost feel the weight of Rome in my hands.
It was my triumph.
It was my crown.

And now, over a decade later, I go back.
The world has changed. I have changed. I’m thirty-one now.
And those ambitions? They’ve moved from the battlefield to the real world — but the echoes of Rome still call.

Yet booting up Rome II feels like stepping into the ruins of a civilization long past.
The graphics may be older, the battles slower, but the heart remains untouched.
Every victory, every march, every last-ditch stand speaks in a language my soul knows too well.
It’s the voice of history.
It’s the weight of empire.

Total War: Rome II isn’t just a game.
It’s a time machine.
It’s a second chance to watch empires rise, and to feel the weight of their fall.

And as the legions march across the burning sands of Egypt, I remain there.
Fingers on the mouse...
And a tear I cannot tell — whether it’s sorrow or gratitude.

Quite simply, if you love strategy war games set in this period in history, you cannot go wrong with Rome II Total War. The Campaign Map is perfect. Graphics still hold up even today. I enjoyed learning from my mistakes in Construction,Development and Research. Battles are exciting and tense. Although you can pause or slow time, if like me, you need to take stock. Especially in large battles of several thousand troops. In my opinion it lacks for nothing. I am less interested in managing Politics, but Rome II seems balance this well and it doesn't have to take too much time. Over all I'd give Rome II 8/10.

good game, greedy company as always, i cant believe they charge for adding blood and gore, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiots.