I lost my brother to D&D
He started playing it every weekend with some friends.
Pretty soon it was every day and he couldn't distinguish fantasy from reality.
He thought he was a Level 6 Wizard, started trying to do spells on his teachers and wearing his bathrobe everywhere.
He went missing, then he was finally found dead in a cave. He had made cryptic chalk etchings on the cave floor, apparently in an effort to transmogrify a dead rat into a roasted turkey.
All role-playing games are a lure of the devil on our youth, that includes RPG video games.