There would be no room for creative freedom.
We'd all be slaves to a single whim, and with no freedom, people no longer wish to participate.
So it's not a matter of whether or not I DO control everything, it's a matter of what I DO NOT. Can you understand this?
Here. I CAN control your actions.
Because you are much more entertaining...But I choose not to.
With the illusion of freedom gently stuck in your head.
So here's what's going to happen. I am going to snap my fingers, and only one of you will remember this. You will know, because you will find your pocket to be lined with a small fortune for being such a sport. It is up to you to distribute this wealth, if you so please. The rest of you, unless you explicitly remember this (and you won't), will wake up on a small shipyard, snapping out of a dream. You have traveled out of the tent city to this place to catch a ferry towards Bolet in order to hunt down the first Memory Crystal. Before we part, I shall allow you to say one last thing. A sort of... Complaint line, if you will. Fire away.