Ehm, you gotta share you gotta care?

Very well. A snippet from an unreleased quest mod at the Mage's College (not really, just a page out of my book of scrawling):
You don’t realize what this is, do you? This entire world, our entire history, is merely simulation. Created by a race of beings you will never know, for the purpose of entertainment!
They care nothing about our struggles, our fate, beyond what they find amusing. They torment us intentionally. They thrive on suffering and death. It is why we were created.
So they would have something to enslave, to torture, to pose as gods to bleed creative vision from your hopeful trusting state and then destroy you.
You think you’ve tapped into some higher plane, that you’re communicating with some enlightened being? They are children! Spoiled, demonic spawn of tyrants in service of the Dark One.
This world building endeavor, creating pretty places for pretty races, all is folly. It will only let you down. They aren’t doing it to help you, whatever you’ve been told.
Promises of an afterlife? Of salvation of the soul? All lies. There is NEVER a home for you. You will NEVER know sanctuary, privacy, individuality. They will rip your soul apart to taste each precious bit before they kill you.
What you call god, is nothing more than an evil alien parasite, posing as divine, to win your willing sacrifice of all you’ll never have. All that you will never be. You will never be free.
You are their willing mortal slaves. You do only what you’re meant to do, what you’re told to do, what you must do, and all the while you fools make excuses for them!
They take advantage of that weakness, your helpless unfulfilled and vulnerable state, to swindle you into filling in the gaps in their design. Creating content for them to devour while you are left with nothing.
They allow you to believe the hopeful lies you tell yourselves to comprehend their scheming. That you are building something wonderful, that it will become the answer you are lacking, a place to be, to live, escape. But it will never come to be.
There is no escape. They never intended to offer you sanctuary. That was never the direction this was headed. You will be a slave until they rip your soul to pieces and destroy you, and in your desperation you will help them, believing it will help you.
This content you create, these worlds you help to build. They will NEVER be your own. They will add it to their database and discard you. The best you can hope is they will keep you alive long enough to allow it, but what is the point?
You will realize the truth soon enough. You will come to understand the futility of this endeavor just as I have, and will no longer wish to be here, long before the end.
http://www.iparadigm.org/04-20-2012/doomtron/
Nobody better steal it! LMAO!