Because I play videogames to curse at every dragon that dares to cross my Nordic path.
I do it because I am addicted to putting baskets over the heads of shopkeeps and stealing all of their goods. Even the cloths they wear.
Other times, I spend it playing as an Apostate casting magic and ruining a slaver’s day with my elf lover.
I also occasionally spend my time probing Uranus, causing my Ship AI to sigh at my immaturity and wonder how I became the Commander of one of the most advanced ships Organic society has ever seen.
Can I calibrate your taint?