Tale of the Minecraft World Bidding War

There once was a man who built huge, intricate Minecraft worlds.

He would build the worlds full of Sims, raise a Sim up to a higher level and leave them in charge to run it.  Then he would sell the world to another for their amusement.  It was like a snow-globe full of digipets.

He couldn't do it alone, so he enlisted the help of many.  In order to get every detail perfect, many of them occupied the avatars inside the game, alongside the Sims, the simulated life beings, that were created for the world.  The Sims were legitimate life in every sense of the word, though many of the workers, who came from above, looked down upon them and took advantage of them.

The designer of the world wanted to raise one of the simulated beings up to a higher level, to the place the workers came from.  It was like turning a 2D stick figure into a 3D being, no easy task.  But with a lot of trial and error and pain and the help of many, they got there.

Except for one problem.  The 3D being wasn't what the designer wanted.  So the designer and all of the workers used a variety of deception and manipulation and psychological warfare and abuse over many years, increasing the pressure and heat, to try to change the autonomous, self-determining being to submit to their desires, obey their command, and do as they please like a well-trained pet.  All so that they could then sell the Minecraft world for more money to the highest bidder.

The 3D being was actually designed to withstand a great amount of torture.  That didn't mean it didn't hurt just as much or damage it just as much.  As time went on, the being became less and less functional, at least temporarily.  But that didn't stop the designer and the workers from trying to squeeze the top dollar out of the 3D being and the Minecraft world to the highest bidder.

In fact, the more they squeezed, the less functional the 3D being became.  The less functional it became, the more they increased the pressure and pain.  This went on a long, long time.  Neither would relent.  The 3D being was quite determined to withstand the pain, and the designer and workers were quite determined to break its will.  All so that they could squeeze the top dollar out of the 3D being and the Minecraft world to the highest bidder.

Eventually, the designer and workers resorted to reprogramming the 3D being against its will, literally stealing its self-determination and autonomy, stripping free will from it.  All so that they could squeeze the top dollar out of the 3D being and the Minecraft world to the highest bidder.

Desperate, the 3D being continued to fight back against the oppressors, crying out to anyone out there who might be able to help save it.