[ WP ] An adventurer reaches the end of an epic quest only to be presented with two options ; he may keep his life or learn the truth .

The light reflected off of Roderick's spectacles and for just a moment, hid his eyes and the joy they contained. 
 
 `` Roderick, my life is whole again because of your generous actions. My titles have been restored, my lands reclaimed, my family united.'' 
 
 Roderick was a very wealthy man now. He wore the highest quality cotton and leather clothing. A medallion made from the finest gold and silver hung around his neck to just below his collarbone. In the correct setting, one might mistake Roderick for a nobleman. 
 
 `` It was my pleasure sir. When I set out on this adventure i trusted completely in the righteousness of the task. That trust has been rewarded, you have your family and your honor back. Your wealth and title are restored as well. I never set out on this task with the intention of gaining wealth, but nonetheless I have gained more than I could ever have hoped for. I need not ever worry about my next meal.'' 
 
 `` Yes, Roderick, which brings me to the matter of your reward.'' 
 
 `` Sir no reward is needed. As I said, I set out to help you because it was the right thing to do. It was the right thing to do and I gained wealth along the way. A true testament to the righteousness of your cause. I appreciate your offer sir, but no reward is needed.'' 
 
 Roderick closed his eyes and extended his hand as if to refuse any offer about to be made to him. 
 
 `` Roderick, yes, you have everything you need. I have wondered what I could do for you to show my appreciation. You are a man to whom justice and truth are very important, no?'' 
 
 `` Of course sir. They are most important,'' Roderick answered with an eyebrow raised. 
 
 `` Then I offer you this Roderick. You may keep your life or learn the truth.'' 
 
 `` The truth about what sir?'' 
 
 `` Everything Roderick. Everything'' 
 
 `` Please continue sir. The truth is paramount.'' 
 
 Roderick's demeanor changed from jovial to stern and serious. He was n't sure where the conversation was heading. He was intent to find out. 
 
 `` Very well Roderick. None of this is real.' 
 
 `` Excuse me sir?'' Roderick chuckled. 
 
 `` It's all taking place inside a'computer' and our actions and reactions are pre-programmed.'' 
 
 `` Hah! That's preposterous sir! I insist you come with me to the temple right now! You are in dire need of a healer. Perhaps all the excitement has...'' 
 
 `` No Roderick! Search within yourself. You know it to be true. All of your actions and all of your words come from the guidance of a pre-pubescent acne riddled boy with no friends. Your hands are guided by a boy who goes through a box of tissues every week, and he does n't have a runny-nose if you catch my drift Roderick.'' 
 
 Roderick pondered this for a moment. Was all of his work for naught? Was Roderick his own man or simply a puppet on strings? His entire world was falling in around him. He fought with himself for the words that would express his feelings. 
 
 `` You're a fuckin newb! I fucked your mom last night!''
