Cult of the Lamb, Fallout New Vegas, WoW, MGS 4, Bioshock 1-3, are a few that come to mind that move me in different ways (from making me care about the characters, to wanting me to see the deserved downfall of the antagonists, or caring about another character's wellbeing).
Cult of the lamb has me caring for my flock on a daily basis (I've married multiple followers, but I keep 2 distinct ones closer to me), keeping them well fed and breaking up fights between other members.
Fallout: New Vegas has me caring for different factions, but usually it's those within, like civs caught in a crossfire, or those unfortunate to what fate has dealt them.
WoW: generally heavily invested in the lore of that game. Despite having fought for the Horde for many years, I still held onto some compassion for the Alliance faction, so when I saw their world tree burning to a crisp, all the women & children that perished within it, I felt nothing but disgust, and a desire to see Sylvanas Windrunner & the Jailer pay for their crimes against life.
Metal Gear Solid 4, pretty much ended up caring about nearly everyone in that game, from Drebin being used as another cog in the machine just to live a life, to Ocelot having to live a completely fake life, just to finish a mission given to him decades prior. Snake I have always cared for, mainly because he was born/created as nothing more than an "anti-agent" against another man who wanted to enact Boss's dream and mantra (I also believe in the "world without borders" philosophy).
Bioshock 1-3 had me caring for what happened to the multiple diaries of other Rapture civs. I actually cared for the big Daddies, despite them opting to kill you if you ever tried to steal their little sisters, they were still once human and experiment against their will, so I still feel for them (not the splicers though, they act more like drug junkies and resorted to violence at will, as well as falling for indoctrination).
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