For the first, eh, maybe hundred or so years of my life, everyone I interacted with were beings I created. First I created my own little family, inspired by the remnants of the civilization from pre-mushroom war... but they got all evil so I donked their brains to make them into candy citizens, total dumb dumbs, instead. My Candy Kingdom, which I created, prospers because of the complete control I maintain. I keep them safe and happy, by monitoring everything and intervening when necessary.