In the distant future, advanced beings who may or may not be descended from us (or our creations) will develop the ability to recreate everyone who has ever lived in history. A small subset of these beings will be assholes who believe it is their job and their right to judge all those recreated people and serve judgment. One of those recreated people will be a copy of me.

It won’t be me, but it will believe it is me. So I should care a little bit about what my actions will do to affect that, maybe. Except I don’t. It’s actually out of my hands, like everything else.