Otherworld Destruction Gallery

Full Elf: This is a fraudulent contract!

Full Elf: Do you think I’ll submit because of this?

Full Elf: Take off this disgusting blue badge! Right now!

“This is absurd!”

Eliana, the Elf Knight Commander, slammed her fist on the desk and trembled with rage.

Her usually composed blonde hair now stuck out wildly in distress.

What had driven the famously calm Eliana to this emotional outburst was a single line.

[You have been appointed as a Moderator of the Otherworld Destruction Gallery.]

[A blue badge has been issued. Congratulations!]

“H-how dare they!”

What was a Moderator, anyway?

It meant having a blue badge next to one’s nickname and managing the gallery.

The role involved dealing with troublemakers and protecting the gallery’s peace.

In short, it was unpaid labor.

Desperately, she protested to the Head Moderator through the admin chat.

Head Moderator☆: Not happy about it?

Full Elf: How could I be?! Remove it right now!

Head Moderator☆: Well, I suppose I could revoke the role, sure.

Head Moderator☆: Okay, I’ll take it back.

Perhaps it was a small relief that the Head Moderator wasn’t entirely unreasonable.

He seemed to show some regret and acknowledged Eliana’s adamant refusal.

Head Moderator☆: (Prepares to ban from gallery)

Head Moderator☆: But if you’re leaving, leave the gallery altogether.

Full Elf: ??

Head Moderator☆: As a moderator, you’ve witnessed classified information in the gallery. You can’t just go back to being a civilian.

Head Moderator☆: If you want to leave the organization, surrender your life…!

Full Elf: Are you completely insane?!!

Full Elf: You maniac!

But the Head Moderator was even crazier than Eliana had thought.

All she’d done as a moderator was chat in the admin group. How was this “classified information”?

The truth was that he simply had no intention of letting Eliana go.

“So that’s how you want to play it, Head Moderator?”

Eliana’s vision went dark, but she realized there was still a way out.

She glanced at the gallery’s current atmosphere.

– Is Head Moderator actually sane? Out of all people, why that choice?

– Full Elf can’t handle it!!!

– Ah, the gallery is doomed now.

– How to ruin a gallery, by the Head Moderator…jpg

“It’s going as expected.”

The situation was complete chaos.

Everyone expressed concern about her becoming a Moderator.

Externally, she was the Commander of the Elf Knights, but within the gallery, she was known as the strange Elf who spoke in peculiar phrases.

And Eliana intended to take full advantage of this atmosphere.

*

Title: Nice to meet you all~ I’m the new Full Elf Moderator!

Author: Full Elf★

In truth, I’ve wanted to be a moderator for a long time.

Everyone, listen to my plans for this new role.

First and foremost!

I’ll start by dealing with the user who took my old nickname, “Cute Newbie Elf.”

Next, second!

I’ll ban all Elf haters I’ve always disliked.

Lastly, I’ll block the entire IP of Dwarves and Dark Elves that I don’t get along with, so they can’t enter the gallery at all!

From now on, our Full Elf gang will rule this gallery!

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[Comments: 53]

– Ah, screw it; the gallery is really going downhill

– Head Moderator, it’s not too late! Get your head together!!!

– This is the righteous gallery; everyone bow down and prostrate!

ㄴ It’s the Full Elf gang, Elf haters;

ㄴ What are you talking about?

ㄴ You’ve been inducted.

“Good, the responses are cold.”

A true leader cannot rule alone.

If one pushes forward despite losing public support, that’s a dictator.

No one can ignore public opinion.

– Head Moderator, explain the criteria for Moderator selection!

– Head Moderator, repent and hand out 10,000 sodas!

– I couldn’t get a can of tuna this morning! Fix that!

– This makes me as mad as five cans of tuna.

ㄴ Lol, who are these people?

Though the opinions seemed a bit strange, public outcry was building.

Title: It’s me. They’re demanding an explanation, so if this keeps up…

“Yes! Justice triumphs!”

Eliana smiled in victory.

She clicked on the Head Moderator’s post.

A masked rider image.

“What the…?”

It turned out the Head Moderator was even more unhinged than she’d imagined.

[Comments: 92]

– Can’t he read the room?

– Head Moderator, this is no time for jokes, seriously.

– Agreed, do you want to keep this up despite the backlash?

ㄴ Head Moderator☆: Then do you guys want to be Moderators?

ㄴ Actually, thinking about it, there might be reasons behind his choices.

Title: It’s me.

(A solemn Dwarf image)

If anyone messes with me, they’ll become a Moderator.

Just kidding.

But actually, not kidding.

If you’re unhappy, I’ll make you a Moderator too, lol.

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[Comments: 104]

– This guy is completely nuts lol

– We’re calling him a dictator now.

– But what can gallery users even do? Besides leaving mean comments, what can they actually do?

“Ah, no…”

Was it really going to end like this?

Just then, an alert appeared in Eliana’s system.

[Notification from the Admin Chat.]

“…Gulp.”

With a tension she hadn’t felt even when subjugating demon beasts, Eliana opened the admin chat.

And there it was, the terrifying message from the Head Moderator, as if he knew everything.

Head Moderator☆: Lol, give it up.

Head Moderator☆: I’ll send you a can of soda every now and then.

Full Elf: Aagh! Aaaah!!!

Thus, the first rebellion attempt by a Moderator sentenced to lifetime service ended in vain.

Announcement: Oh… Otherworld Destruction Gallery… declares a “conscription system”…

(Human soldier mascot, “Private Bingi,” giving a thumbs up)

Starting today, Otherworld Destruction Gallery will implement conscription.

Selection criteria are as follows:

.

.

Actually, there’s no criteria. I’ll pick whomever I want.

Q) Why the sudden change?

A) Because the lack of Moderator applicants despite recent recruitment efforts.

If no one volunteers, I’ll just pick someone, lol.

If you’re selected as a proud guardian of the gallery…

Congrats! You’re now an esteemed worker of Otherworld Destruction Gallery.

Please strive to serve the gallery as an excellent Moderator.

Q) What if I refuse to apply?

A) The gallery isn’t lenient toward draft evaders.

Anyone refusing duty will lose gallery membership and be forcibly expelled.

9999-day ban, okay?

If you’re a dragon or an immortal species who laughs at 9999 days, try it.

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[Comments: 999+]

– Insane lol

– This is a violation of human rights.

– (Elf emoticon swinging a fist)

– Loyalty, loyalty ^^77

– Damn it lolololol

– But if a dragon refuses, what then?

ㄴ They’ll just miss out on 9999 days of tuna lol

ㄴ If they refuse, I’ll just pick someone else~

ㄴ This is hardcore dictatorship;;

*

Lying on the bed given by the Fallen Noble Daughter, under the soft lighting, I continued browsing the gallery.

The conscription method of selecting a Moderator was a traditional approach even in past lives.

As a result, the gallery atmosphere was a mess.

– Just please not me!!

– I’ve never felt such tension from a game of musical chairs lol

Let one unlucky person get caught.

Please let that person be at least normal.

In this tense atmosphere, I purposefully monitored and even tracked down gallery members who had gone silent.

Title: It’s me.

Author: Head Moderator☆

Thinking you won’t get caught by reducing your activity or lurking? Nope.

I might add you to the list for spite.

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– Head Moderator, seriously?

– Ah; I thought I was well-hidden.

– Lol, Dark Elves who were hiding are suddenly appearing.

Of course, there was resistance.

Not everyone enjoyed this atmosphere.

Since everyone was potentially subject to conscription, nervous gallery members started posting complaints.

Popular Post: Head Moderator’s never been to the military, obviously.

Conscription? Really?

Does he think this sudden conscription with no prior notice will work out?

It’s a given that this plan will waver and collapse later.

I’d bet money that Head Moderator’s never been to the military.

[Comments: 73]

– For real lol

– Ah lol, what kind of place runs conscription like this?

– Do you really think forcing random people to be Moderators makes sense, Head Moderator?

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) Yes, it works.

ㄴ ????

ㄴ There he goes again with strange logic, lol.

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) In my country, every adult had to go.

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) Of course, I went, too.

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) .

ㄴ Head Moderator☆) Ah, crap, why’d you make me remember that? Want me to make you relate by forcing you to be a Moderator?

ㄴ ??? Seriously?

ㄴ We’re sorry.

ㄴ Wait, is he serious?

ㄴ Which country did he live in…?

But I could counter their objections with facts.

I actually did it.

And if you’re upset, I’ll force you to do it too.

As a result, the gallery’s resistance disappeared, leaving only a nerve-wracking guessing game.

Those caught faced deletion from the gallery or a lifetime Moderator sentence, creating an atmosphere like walking on thin ice.

Title: It’s me, okay.

I’ve chosen one Moderator.

No nonsense posts.

No prior record of dropping tactical nukes.

For these good reasons, please welcome our new rookie Moderator.

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– lolol just not me~~~ lolol just not me~~~ lolol just not me~~~

– Sweet~ feels like my teeth are gonna rot~ so sweet~

– Dad, I don’t want to be a Moderator! Dad, I don’t want to be a Moderator!

By evening, I found one recruit.

Everyone instinctively checked their nicknames to confirm their survival, then sighed in relief.

Perhaps due to the adrenaline from this intense experience, the comment section was chaos.

– So, Head Moderator, who’s the new recruit?

Just as I was about to reply to one of the few normal comments,

ㄴ Diehard Vampire★: Hello everyone. It’s me, the adorable vampire.

The recruit I selected proudly left a reply.

At that moment, the comment section fell silent.

After a long pause, a single comment broke the silence.

– Oh, damn, we’re screwed.

– I’ll be leaving the gallery first. Good luck, everyone.

Claiming to be a thousand-year-old vampire and the original ancestor, “Diehard Vampire” had a rather peculiar style.