The clouds were gray and the ground was barren with sand and the bodies of the dead. It was an endless mass of corpses stretching over the horizon, each face smiling with glee, each warrior happy to die fighting each other or a robotic army or horde of fantastical creatures or another nondescript enemy, mostly out of anger, stupidity, and boredom.

This landscape was something I used to be proud of. I created the deserts, I created the tombs, the catacombs underneath, the hidden bunkers, the ruins of perpetual darkness, the overbearing sun and the creatures and monsters therein. But before I opened up this simulation to the gamers of the world, I marveled at the sand and its infinite configuration, how it slid down hill after a slight disturbance or how the grains floated on a slight breeze. Now the sand dunes are covered with splotches of red and black, rifles and other unimaginative weapons sticking out of the shallow graves Read More