You ask the aliens why you are there, meaning the cell they imprisoned you, and they tell you how their species created humans and what humans purpose is. You immediately go catatonic by the revelation.
To be fair, the information that aliens created us for some particular purpose is empirically fascinating, don’t get me wrong, but normatively insignificant.
if you wake up in a compound, catered to your every need by weird alien captors, “why am I here?” is a pretty obvious question.
You ask the aliens why you are there, meaning the cell they imprisoned you, and they tell you how their species created humans and what humans purpose is. You immediately go catatonic by the revelation.
To be fair, the information that aliens created us for some particular purpose is empirically fascinating, don’t get me wrong, but normatively insignificant.