Look at games like Hyper Scape. Loads of artists, voice actors, designers, all that shit, game is published, online F2P, then since Ubisoft sucks ass at marketing anything that isn't Assassin's Creed, game is retired. It's not offline. It's GONE. You cannot download it, or play it, or even execute it, for that matter, anymore. It's erased from existence. Only things that remain are a couple of ghost social network profiles. <br>Once upon a time, online multiplayer games would've been released on disc, developers would shut it down but you could still execute the game, and maybe if in the following years it developed a cult following, people smarter than me and you would make custom servers and custom files to run it. You can't do it anymore. The developers decide the game is a goner, and it's Thanos-snapped out of existence. Everyone who worked on it can fuck off, and everyone who enjoyed it, even just a few people, can fuck off too. <br><br>How do you justify videogames being art when shit like this happens?