Otherworld Destruction Gallery

There were three types of people in the gallery.

Troublemakers, lurkers, and idiots.

Title: Filthy ground dogs

Author: Duke Isaac

Posting such a small warning sign.

The intention is very impure.

And daring to drink while refining, it’s nothing short of mocking me.

Title: I apologize, I will offer my apology

Author: Dwarf Blacksmith

If you came in expecting a real apology, give a thumbs up, haha.

(GIF of the shattered heirloom sword)

(GIF of dwarves partying while drinking)

Not sorry, haha.

The stage is set with two idiots.

Then, naturally, the lurkers gather and start giving thumbs up.

Concept post) Declare war on the dwarves

Concept post) We do not avoid fights

Then lastly, the troublemakers appear.

– Why dwarves are idiot fools…jpg

– Dwarves) Humans are no different from monkeys.

– Necessary war with EU

– Humans ← These bastards are always the problem, haha.

They cleverly pretend to be dwarves or humans, provoking each other and escalating the fight.

Eventually, the issue grew uncontrollably within a few hours.

– Hey, I drew the requested erotic GIF.

ㄴ Post it.

ㄴ Haha, we should see it before fighting.

ㄴ Can’t resist an erotic GIF of the cute Head Moderator.

ㄴ There’s no wrong time to post a GIF, just post it and get thumbs up, haha.

ㄴ (GIF of an elf giving a thumbs up with teary eyes)

Of course, the issue paused briefly with the occasional erotic GIF and selfies of beastmen.

“This won’t end like this.”

The gallery was on the verge of chaos.

In every category—general, free, concept posts, questions and help—only fight posts were being posted.

But I had no intention of stopping it.

Instead, I created a new category along with a notice.

Title: grow

Author: Head Moderator☆

Hi.

I created a new category.

If you want to fight, go to the fight/real fight category.

– This is ridiculous, haha.

– You should stop it, you bastard, haha.

– Head Moderator isn’t mediating, he’s encouraging it, haha.

– But shouldn’t we seriously stop this?

ㄴ Get out.

ㄴ Why stop it?

ㄴ Giving people endorphins in a ruined world, haha.

ㄴ ?

ㄴ Dopamine, you idiot.

– But what’s grow?

ㄴ Sounds like some ancient text, haha.

ㄴ I’m a historian, the guy above is right.

ㄴ But why is it grow?

ㄴ As expected, the orange one is an idiot.

ㄴ The orange one’s foreign language skills are a joke.

ㄴ I’m embarrassed for the orange one.

fight/real fight) Join now

Author: Isaac

(Declaration of war with the emperor’s signature)

(Poster of a knight pointing forward)

The empire needs you!

Become a soldier now and fight honorably!

* Bring your own equipment.

* Food rations may contain sand.

– They seriously seem ready for war?

ㄴ The significance of the duke’s heirloom sword is deep.

ㄴ How did they get permission?

ㄴ The duke is really close to the emperor.

ㄴ Not kidding, they seem really pissed after the weapon broke.

– Can I join too?

ㄴ Isaac) Of course, where do you live?

ㄴ Antares Mountains.

ㄴ Isaac) ? How do you live there?

ㄴ Haha, aren’t you a dwarf?

ㄴ Haha, stupid duke.

ㄴ Isaac) Bastard!!! How dare you mock me!

The atmosphere started to heat up.

But it didn’t matter.

Lying in bed all day was boring.

Such issues are always welcome when you need new stimulation.

fight/real fight) Ready for battle

Author: Isaac

(GIF of a large human army)

Dwarves, don’t hide in your kingdom.

I’ll come to you directly.

fight/real fight) Haha

(GIF of a dwarf army in steel armor)

What will you do with such equipment?

I’ll crush you, so wait there.

And the result of neglect was always the same.

Both armies, fully armed, were really preparing for battle.

*

“How’s the equipment?”

“Perfect. We recently replaced everything, so we won’t lose.”

“Haha, good.”

Dwarf King Taldain stood at the front of the army, smiling in satisfaction.

Though they were few, each dwarf was a war machine.

Leading the steel legion, he feared nothing.

“I’ve always wanted to fight like this.”

In truth, Taldain didn’t harbor much ill will towards humans.

Most of those gathered here felt the same.

But being dwarves, they wanted to release their boiling blood.

Since the recent recovery operation, the only battles were occasional skirmishes with demon beasts.

It was a good opportunity for those itching for a real fight.

“To protect the honor of the dwarves, I will fight proudly.”

“I will follow too!”

“For the dwarves!”

Thunderous cheers echoed in the square.

In truth, they just wanted to fight.

“Let’s deploy!”

Taldain shouted boldly.

It was the moment when the steel army finished their preparations and was about to follow him.

“Oh right, you brought the alcohol, didn’t you?”

“Of course. Hundreds of bottles are listed in the marketplace every day, so we can cover it with that.”

Alcohol was necessary even in war.

And since the dwarves currently had no brewery, they had to rely solely on Head Moderator’s marketplace.

“Haha, good, good! Let’s depart immediately!”

After knocking his armor a few times with great force, he was about to depart.

[The marketplace function within the gallery is deactivated.]

[Reason – Concerns of supplying war materials]

Title: Fight/Real Fight Category Notice

Author: Head Moderator☆

Due to concerns over the funding of interspecies genocide during the war period in the gallery, the marketplace is closed.

“What.”

Taldain’s expression hardened in an instant.

Clang, clang.

At the sudden sound, Taldain turned around.

There was a dwarf sitting down with vacant eyes, having lost all will.

“No… alcohol?”

“No, it can’t be. Not that!”

“Brother, why!!!”

And the situation wasn’t much different for the Empire.

“The marketplace is closed!”

“What!”

They were preparing for a long expedition and were about to purchase canned tuna with an absurdly long shelf life.

But suddenly, the marketplace closed, and they couldn’t buy any supplies.

Duke Isaac was momentarily flustered but decided to take advantage of it.

“No, this is actually good.”

“Excuse me?”

“The marketplace closing means the dwarves can’t procure alcohol either! We will win this fight!”

Humans loved alcohol too, but not drinking wouldn’t make them lose all will and become wrecks.

Isaac stepped out into the square to give a speech, feeling the victory was within reach.

“What’s this? The marketplace is closed?”

“Damn, they’re saying our food will be moldy bread instead of canned tuna.”

“Ah… the treatment of Imperial soldiers is unmatched, indeed.”

The soldiers’ mood was not good.

It was chaotic and uncoordinated.

“Attention, soldiers of Adrian!”

The duke, despite his confusion, tried to draw attention with a loud voice again.

But the soldiers only glanced up and then fixed their gaze back on the gallery screen.

They reacted as if they were listening to a boring sermon.

At the same time, anonymous posts started flooding the gallery.

– Haha, do old men die if they can’t go to war?

– I need to drink cola, damn it.

– The marketplace is closed, you bastards!!!!!

– Give me my canned tuna, give me my canned tuna, give me my canned tuna

– Does anyone know how to use a bow?

“These… these bastards!”

Duke Isaac didn’t know.

Since Head Moderator appeared and distributed all sorts of modern goods,

the younger generation’s thinking had completely changed.

– Head Moderator says social status doesn’t matter.

– Haha, does being a duke give you invincibility skills, haha.

– Is war important now?

– When will Head Moderator distribute honey butter chicken!!!!!

– Head Moderator, please open the marketplace!!!!!

The majority of the younger generation had been corrupted by Head Moderator and the culture he spread.

Unlike the old generation, who fought when ordered, they started questioning why?

“Can’t you turn off the gallery immediately!”

The flood of new posts had titles echoing the duke’s shout.

– Immediately,, turn off the,,,. gallery…@!!!

ㄴ Haha, damn it.

ㄴ Hahaha.

– Forced conscription, they’re imperial sons when needed, but not your sons if injured.

ㄴ My father lost an arm.

ㄴ I lost a toe but got dragged here.

ㄴ Give back my brother, you bastards.

ㄴ Why be loyal?

ㄴ Really, who cares?

– Thumbs up if you’d rather be loyal to Head Moderator than the Adrian Empire, haha.

ㄴ Thumbs up.

ㄴ Me first, haha.

ㄴ Honestly, I’d give an arm.

ㄴ Head Moderator saved my entire family.

After the Great War, the absolute power of the imperial family wasn’t what it used to be.

The incompetence shown during the Great War was significant.

As many were killed by demon beasts, many more died due to inadequate medical facilities, poor combat leadership, and low war preparedness.

Now, a reply from Head Moderator held more value and honor than the imperial insignia.

– Haha, I feel like rebelling.

– Can’t Head Moderator be the emperor?

The Adrian Empire was fracturing from its roots.

*

“The Empire is doomed.”

On a dark, gloomy night,

Frederick spoke quietly.

Around him were about half of the nobles, listening intently.

It wasn’t the atmosphere of a typical discussion.

“It’s not the Great War or famine.”

“What do you mean…”

“Doom came in the form of a person. Head Moderator, he is the doom of the Empire.”

Frederick and the close families of the imperial family.

Their positions were shaking.

Whether Head Moderator intended it or not didn’t matter.

The thoughts and goods distributed by Head Moderator were causing the imperial citizens to have impure thoughts.

“Head Moderator must be killed.”

“Yes, he is a threat to the Empire!”

“But how can we kill him?”

At some point, Head Moderator gained the ability to hide his location.

Attempts had already failed, and at this rate, they would have to watch the Empire, or rather themselves, perish.

But then Duke Isaac slowly stood up.

“He can be killed.”

“What? How?”

“I have found his trail.”

Known as a genius swordsman from a young age, the duke placed his hand on his sword hilt and spoke.