Entertainment is dulling humanity's collective mind and preventing everyone from realizing that the world is about to end. Mass unemployment, endless wars, and unsuccessful attempts to save the natural world - who cares about any of that, when just yesterday the game dropped you a brand-new, unique steel breastplate?
But it doesn't matter. It'll all be over soon anyway. It's only a matter of time. I know that, because I'm the one who's going to end it. And until I do, I just need to do one thing: keep playing EndGame, in order to prevent even more calamities. I mean, there must be a reason I'm the game's most popular player, right?
