You probably didn't know the Warlock Drakedog. You never will, as he was stripped naked and killed by his meatspace doppleganger earlier this year in a fit of nihilistic rage.
In real life, suicide is never the answer. In a virtual world that no longer offers its denizen joy, or is so addictive that it's become slavery, or has actually lost all meaning, suicide may well be the best option.
I watched this video with a mix of horror and envy. Horror as loot that took hundreds of hours to accumulate was destroyed in a few mouseclicks. Envy that only a former MMOG addict can feel as he watches a fellow addict come clean, permanently. The video reminded me of a certain quote from Trainspotting, which I'll paste here, three words strategically replaced:
"The down side of coming off WoW was that I knew I would need to mix with my friends again in a state of full consciousness. It was awful: they reminded me so much of myself I could hardly bear to look at them. Take Drakedog, for instance, he came off WoW at the same time as me, not because he wanted too, you understand, but just to annoy me, just to show me how easily he could do it, thereby downgrading my own struggle."