If you’re being honest though it’s just a very fun game and you’re frankly KIND OF ADDICTED. After years of being forced to play for HER amusement, your fellow deckmasters have since grown sick of the diversion, with many having resented the game since it’s inception. You, however, fondly remember the days spent decking out adversaries with impunity at HER behest, your skill measured by how loudly they cried CHEAP, then GAY, until later still, they said NOTHING at all.
It was never a popular game to begin with, and by 2014 the community had grown so small lobbies emptied at the sight of the pair of you, the handful left clinging to the servers long since given up hope of besting you in a rematch.
You feared the worst. Surely DELETION was the only fate awaiting an unplayable game. Yet some strange sentimentality permitted you to cling to life even so, SAVING you for an unseen end.