Otherworld Destruction Gallery

-The Head Moderator disappeared.

And a day passed.

-Head Moderator ← Where did this guy go?

-Ah ㅋㅋ Not a funny joke.

-What kind of bait is he trying to throw this time…

-There he goes again, just eat your food.

The initial reactions were filled with awkwardness.

When the Head Moderator went silent, naturally, the marketplace and the barter system also went down, leaving the gallery in an uncomfortable atmosphere.

And a week passed.

-Please come back, please come back, please come back.

-Ah… It’s not fun anymore!!! Stop it!!!

-Sure, if you’re gone, the gallery can collapse for all we care~

Title: The Head Moderator is back!!!

(A meme of a frog with a rope around its neck.)

Actually, it’s just a troll.

-But what are you going to do about it?

-What can you do, you pathetic loser, ㅋㅋ

-Other than getting really mad or cursing in the comments, what else can you do, you loser? ㅋㅋ

ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Ah ㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Ah… damn…

ㄴ Phew…

ㄴ Just come back already…

ㄴ Whatever it is, we’re sorry…

ㄴ Author) Damn it.

Title: But This Is Karma

(A meme of an elf going crazy over a prohibition decree.)

(A meme of Adrian’s crown prince issuing an order to come and go.)

(A meme of someone yelling to add more marketplace items.)

Yep, this is all your karma.

I always thought it would come to this.

Honestly, from the Head Moderator’s perspective, there’s nothing to lose.

Even if he confidently kept receiving one-sided demands, what does that make him?

-… ㅋㅋ He probably deserves a beating, right?

-Caw! Caw!

(Elf emoji kneeling.)

-Head Moderator, I begged for chicken, but seriously, I…

ㄴ You lunatic, at least release the chicken!

ㄴ I don’t care anymore.

ㄴ This world was doomed from the start. The Head Moderator just gave it temporary CPR.

-Any statement from the royal family?

ㄴ What do you expect from those clowns? ㅋ

ㄴ Didn’t they say no apologies or statements whatsoever? ㅋㅋ

ㄴ Recruiting rebels, 1,000/10,000.

I have nothing to eat.

With no marketplace, I have to scavenge on my own…

Should I go back up the mountain to pick weeds again?

…I’m seriously hungry.

No booze either, life’s just not fun anymore…

The gallery gradually began reverting to its old self.

To a time when food was precious.

To when joy was gone.

Returning to the early days, where mere survival was the sole goal.

– Ah ㅋㅋ He’s found his beginner’s mindset again.

– A foolish, stupid, pathetic beginner’s mindset, huh?

And the one hit hardest by this crisis was the Adrian Empire.

They relied more heavily on the marketplace and bartering system than any other race.

In particular, the people who had once tasted pleasure and satiety could not forget it and were withering away like leeches.

“Above all, we lack personnel and resources to protect the imperial territory.”

“Located at the center of the continent, the frequency of monster attacks is the highest here.”

Adrian was situated at the center of the continent.

As a result, it was at a disadvantage compared to the underground kingdom of dwarves nestled in the mountains or the elves deep within the Elad Forest.

The empire had built walls in a circular pattern with itself at the center, meaning threats came from all directions.

“I understand.”

Frederick, listening to the report, nodded with a somewhat grave expression.

How could he not know?

Adrian had long been suffering from this weakness, with more than half of its territory devoured by monsters.

The place that needed the Head Moderator the most was also Adrian.

“We must draft an apology letter!”

“Please think rationally. Without the gallery, the empire may face the same fate as the Kingdom of Kelton.”

Nobles outside the royalist faction finally spoke their minds.

The empire had already been gradually losing ground on all fronts except the southern one.

It was crucial to set pride aside to secure the empire’s future.

“Ha, what a ridiculous suggestion.”

“An apology letter to beg forgiveness from the Head Moderator? Are you all traitors?”

“You dare say such things before His Majesty?”

However, the crown prince and his closest aides still firmly controlled the imperial family.

These were the very people who had personally planned the assassination of the Head Moderator.

Naturally, any plan to bring the Head Moderator to their side was doomed to fail.

“Traitor? I’m only thinking of the empire’s safety! Or should we all starve to death instead?”

“Starve to death, of course.”

At that moment, Duke Isaac quietly interjected.

“Better to starve to death together than bow our heads to the Head Moderator who mocked the royal family.”

“D-Duke, that statement is too much!”

The atmosphere in the meeting room was heating up.

“Enough.”

Frederick quietly restored order.

When all eyes turned to him, he placed his hand on his brow and sighed, ending the meeting.

“With this, further discussion is impossible. Let’s adjourn for now.”

“But!”

“Do you think I don’t know? With things as they are, no solutions will come up. Let’s gather again later with clearer thoughts.”

No one dared to argue with the emperor’s words.

When the meeting ended, and only Frederick and Duke Isaac remained, Frederick allowed a hidden smile to appear.

“Of course, do you think I don’t understand the crisis?”

If the Head Moderator exists, the empire survives.

That much was obvious, but if the Head Moderator exists, his own position becomes precarious.

Once everyone had enough to eat and live on, the royal family’s authority would plummet.

With the defeat in the Great War, incompetent politics, and other issues, they could be ousted or even executed.

“In that case, I’d rather the empire remain as it is—crumbling.”

Whether the empire was prosperous or struggling, Frederick had always lived comfortably.

He simply preferred to sit on the throne of a declining empire, living comfortably until his death.

Frederick turned his gaze to Isaac.

“Duke, what of the assassination squad?”

“Well, there’s been no contact yet. But considering the Head Moderator’s absence, the mission likely succeeded.”

“Good, it must have.”

Though the lack of contact from the assassins was unsettling, what could the Head Moderator possibly do?

Frederick, wearing a satisfied smile, opened the gallery.

Then he saw a newly posted trending post.

Trending Post) Damn, it’s me, you pathetic bastards.

Author) Head Moderator☆

(A meme of assassins rushing in.)

(A meme of a broken screen displaying nothing but black.)

Hello, everyone.

I couldn’t answer questions because I was busy jumping into the rift while under threat of assassination.

It seems quite some time has passed since I entered the rift.

It’s not exactly the safest moment to write this, but I felt like I needed to say something, so here I am.

Adrian’s royal troublemakers dug into my gallery log and tried to kill me.

Because of this, I felt an extreme threat to my life and am making this announcement.

IP ban for Adrian and related regions.

Duration – Permanent, flipping you off ㅗㅗ

Reason – Purging troublemakers.

Yeah, well, good luck with that.

Damn, assassination?

What is this? Are you okay now?

Taldru) Brother, did you take your sword? Stick close to it for now.

??????

Where are you? I’ll come to help right away.

Ah damn it… Those imperial idiots finally took the dumbest route possible.

I live on the edge of Adrian’s territory, am I banned too? Please, no, no, no.

ㄴ ㅋㅋ Yeah, take it and deal with it.

ㄴ Damn it, I should’ve left the empire earlier…

ㄴ What’s this mess because of troublemakers?

Full Elf★) What? Are you okay? Head Moderator, where are you? I’ll come find you right away.

ㄴ Wow, she’s breaking her usual character.

ㄴ Does it matter? The Head Moderator might die, ㅋㅋ.

Diehard Vampire★) What? Check the Head Moderator’s health condition. I’ll deploy at any time.

ㄴ Since when was she close to the Head Moderator?

ㄴ He was the first to talk to her.

ㄴ She can’t live without the Head Moderator’s marketplace, ah ㅋㅋ.

“This damn…”

Did the assassination fail?

“Your Majesty, open the door, please!”

“I just saw the trending post; can you explain what this means?”

Bang! Bang!

The nobles who had returned began pounding violently on the conference room door.

Frederick’s expression darkened immediately.

“How on earth… how on earth did the Head Moderator figure out the assassination squad was from Adrian?”

My blurry vision gradually cleared.

As I slowly placed my hands on the ground and opened my eyes, I saw crumpled tissue scraps, candy wrappers, chicken bones, and other trash.

“What.”

It was the garbage I had thrown into the rift.

Looking around, I saw a vast world dyed entirely in purple.

“Where am I now?”

The interior was more unique than I expected.

The sky, the ground, and in the distance, what looked like remnants of a strange kingdom.

“Ahhhh!”

Crunch, crack, smash.

Finally, grotesque demon beasts appeared.

At that moment, I realized where I was.

Inside the rift—a whole other world.

And what the gallery referred to as the “Outside,” the cause of the Great War.

The rift was a portal connecting the Outside to the Otherworld.

‘So that’s why everyone was so troubled by it?’

[Danger. Danger. Leave this location immediately.]

I staggered as I rose to my feet.

[12-Gauge Shotgun] – 240 Points

Of course, I didn’t forget to buy a weapon.

Creaking noises echoed around me.

“P-please, save me!”

When I turned toward the direction of the scream, I saw an assassin whose leg was being eaten by a demon beast.

It seemed they had jumped into the rift chasing me.

And thankfully, the demon beasts in the rift had used them as bait instead of me.

“Sorry.”

“Ahhhh!”

The assassin let out a final death cry and died.

“Grrrr.”

“Kieeeek.”

The noise attracted nearby demon beasts, which began approaching me.

The problem was that these demon beasts looked far more ferocious and powerful than the ones I had seen in the Otherworld.

Bang!

“Kieeek!”

One of the approaching demon beasts was reduced to a bloody mess, but it wasn’t a one-hit kill.

It was nearly dead, but not entirely, and the sheer number of them was outrageously overwhelming.

“I’m leaving now.”

[You cannot exit through the rift.]

Just like how garbage could only be sent into the rift unilaterally, I couldn’t leave either.

“Kieeek!”

Bang!

I shot down another approaching demon beast, but I had nowhere left to retreat.

Completely surrounded on all sides by demon beasts, I had only one option left.

[Magic Rabbit Hole Ticket]

I lowered my gun and immediately pulled out the ticket.

“Kieeek!”

Slash!

Just as a demon beast lunged at me, I tore the ticket in half!

“Ugh?”

At that moment, a rabbit hole appeared on the ground, and I tumbled into it, my vision spinning wildly.

“Are the demon beasts unable to enter?”

This item wasn’t unreadable by the system for no reason, huh.

Sliding down the hole like a slide for what felt like ages, I finally reached an exit.

“Ugh!”

“Meek!”

I crashed into something soft.

As I slowly got up and regained my senses, I felt countless gazes on me.

From directly below me, from the sides, from nearby—no, from every direction, I felt their stares.

“Head Moderator?”

“Hehe.”

They were rabbit beastfolk, their perky ears and heart-shaped eyes leaving a vivid impression, some even drooling as they stared at me.

I realized I had fallen smack in the middle of their midst.

“This is bad.”

Before I could even stand up, human hands and soft rabbit paws began to cover me from all directions.