I write this so that the memory of my ex-clan can live on.
The clan 33r in the DOTA community was on a perfect road to success but somewhere along the line the clan just disbanded.
This was a great clan to be part of and the potabilities were endless. We had a strong clan leader and the perfect balance of players.
The worst part is that I, myself is also to blame for the failure of the clan. I have always prided myself on the fact that I played support on the matches for one of the stronger players. as my role wasn't important but still crucial.
The clan had a slow death as most of the players just fell out without ever even saying.
The worst thing that could happen to a clan is if the members starts to lose interest in the clan. It is like a cancer eating away and killing the clan from the inside.
That is what happened to our clan. Dissolved into the abyss of what is called nothingness.
To the members of my ex-Clan:
Please forgive me for my failures.
I know that I let you down.