I have this crazy little brother... well, actually I have three crazy little brothers, but I will start by telling you about the youngest one, because he is probably the most insane. This eight year old plays with cars and runs around in gardens, but he is at his happiest when he has a gun in his hand or when he is pretending to be the bad guy in whichever movie he just saw. To a casual observer, he might seem like a little boy who needs some spiritual guidance, but what is interesting about this scenario is that this is how his imagination shelters him: if you are the attacker, what have you got to be afraid of?
Luckily, his story always changes: as soon as the hero starts winning, he transforms himself into the new master. Even though he says words even I steer clear of and quotes only the most vulgar dialogue he hears, he still has a humorous innocence and will ultimately always ensure he ends up being the hero in his fictional games.