Chapter 1

Title: Chillingly Creepy Gonik.jpg

There were scary rumors circulating in a certain community.

It was about a Gonik that wandered from place to place without ever taking a break for just one hour.

In fact, there were times when replies addressed at the same timeframe came thrice regardless of the type of gallery, which was spine-chilling.

“Don’t you get it? Four people are sharing one account and taking turns.”

There had been rumors about multiple people using one account, but that wasn’t true.

The secret of the Literature and Ghosts was me.

“That just means I’m interested in a lot of different topics.”

Of course, I wasn’t unaware of my serious addiction to galleries.

Just looking at my dual monitors with three or four galleries open on each was enough to say it.

How deep was I into all this?

Suddenly, I felt the sunlight coming through the curtains.

“Oh, it’s about time to sleep.”

The time was 5:50 PM, my bedtime.

But just because it was bedtime didn’t mean I would stop browsing galleries.

Starting from now, I had to take short naps for 50 minutes each, five times in total, to check if I missed any important threads.

I knew it wasn’t right, but…

“This lifestyle isn’t so bad.”

I had a decent amount of money.

It wasn’t enough to last a lifetime, but I had no intention of going out to look for a job.

That didn’t mean I had any trauma attached to it, either.

It was simply that my mammalian brain had developed too well compared to that of a human.

“Dopamine! Short-term pleasure! Galleries!”

But this was starting to get a bit dull.

Even though I was flailing around like an octopus, I began to want to become a gallery manager, the Head of the Gallery.

There was no particular reason. It was just impulse.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be tempted by the power of the Head of the Gallery that cleared out unpleasant images without pay.

“Oh, I want to become the Head of the Gallery.”

The subject didn’t matter.

In that moment, I was strongly seized by the desire to become the Head of the Gallery.

[Would you like to be appointed as the manager of the Another World Destruction Gallery?]

A strange phrase appeared on the site’s main page.

“…Another World Destruction Gallery? What even is this?”

I initially felt a jolt, but soon thought that it didn’t matter.

After all, if it was a gallery with just a name, there wouldn’t be any activity, and it would be nice to wear the Head of the Gallery title even for a brief moment.

[Yes.]

Without hesitation, I clicked the acceptance button.

Little did I know what kind of snowball effect it would trigger.

[You have been appointed as the manager of the Another World Destruction Gallery.]

[Beginning Transference. 3…2…]

“Transference? Is it already April Fool’s or something?”

I thought it was a community joke and laughed it off, but then a terrible headache began.

“!”

Overwhelmed by pain, I collapsed on the ground.

The only good news was that the headache didn’t last long.

When I finally stood up, wobbling and bracing myself against the floor, the scene before me was incredibly unfamiliar.

Rough stone floors, two-story wooden buildings that you’d expect to see in a European travel destination.

It felt just like looking at the streets of a medieval castle.

“No way, could this be…?”

The phrase about transference ran through my mind.

So, is this what it means to be transferred?

But this was a ruin.

There wasn’t a single person around, just the remnants of crumbling buildings.

While I was dazed, sitting on the cobblestones in front of some shop, something caught my eye.

“Is that… wait, that’s not a person?”

Two legs, two arms, and a head.

Naturally, I thought it was human, but it wasn’t.

“Ugh.”

Humans don’t mumble like that.

“No way, is that a zombie?”

Yeah, it was obvious that it was a zombie.

*

Bang! Crash! Bam!

“Ugh!”

When it came charging at me in madness, I instinctively bolted toward the inn’s basement storage like an animal on four legs.

It was pure luck that I managed to close the door.

“Ugh!”

Bam!

The zombie started banging on the door violently.

But in the end, it was originally a person, so thankfully it didn’t break down the thick storage door.

“What the hell is going on?”

Pushing some shelves against the entrance, I crawled into a corner, sitting in the dark with my knees hugged to my chest.

The sudden chaos was overwhelming.

It was hard to keep my sanity intact.

My breath was ragged, and my head was spinning.

Just then, I felt as if I were about to go into panic mode, shaking all over like a reed in the wind!

[Please open the gallery and begin management.]

“Huh?”

A strange message appeared before my eyes.

*

Humans are creatures of familiarity, it seems.

The moment I saw that single familiar element among all the unfamiliarity, I regained a sense of calm.

And especially with this status window.

[Head of the Gallery]

Points Held – 0

[Head of the Gallery’s Abilities]

Gallery Management

Lock

Lock

.

.

“Gallery…”

Doing this as the Head of the Gallery right before dying.

This is totally lucky Head of the Gallery, isn’t it?

However, the transference wasn’t trying to kill me.

It was rather a form of salvation.

[Through gallery management, gain points. Use them to unlock necessary items and abilities!]

“Hm?”

It felt like I was in a growth game system.

Attracted like a moth to a flame, I clicked on the gallery viewing button.

-Head of the Gallery, is that you!!!!!!!

-Wow! Yes! Yes! Yes!

-Finally, we have a Head of the Gallery to call our own!!

I witnessed the frenzied activities of the gallery.

“What’s with this? The rate of post generation is insane!”

First and foremost, it was the number of users that surprised me.

It was as if the amount of people gathered was not in the hundreds or thousands, but like an entire continent had come together.

Amidst the overwhelming post generation, there were endless fishing posts of various types.

-Thanks for coming, Head of the Gallery!.jpg

“Oh?”

Before I knew it, I was drawn to a refreshing-looking post and tapped on it.

What appeared was a beautiful Elf… instead it was a boldly exposed photo of a female Dwarf.

Ah!!! Damn it!!!

If I get corrupted by a monster, I swear I’ll kill you first!

– (Author) An Elf giving a thumbs up.

– Average Human pretending to be a human pretending to be a Beastfolk.

“Oh.”

Is this the Another World tactical nuke?

I was so shocked that I couldn’t help but place my finger over the user ban button.

[Ban for 100 days]

[Ban Reason: Live healthily.]

[You have gained 30 points!]

At that moment, a question popped into my mind.

“Is this place not just filled with humans?”

Naturally, the gallery’s banner had ‘Another World Destruction Gallery’ boldly displayed.

As I looked through a few concept posts, I found that Elves, Dwarves, Beastfolk, and even monsters like Goblins or Wyverns existed.

The majority of the concept posts were bold selfies posted by Elves.

“If they keep getting their concept posts like this, the diversity of the community will vanish, tsk tsk.”

As I mumbled, I saved the images.

The points I got from taking down the recent unpleasant Gallum came to mind.

[You can buy and sell various items using points.]

[New abilities have been unlocked!]

[Head of the Gallery’s Abilities]

Gallery Management

Head of the Gallery’s Marketplace (new!)

Head of the Gallery’s Shop (new!)

“Oh?”

I had unlocked two at once.

Drawn in a trance, I entered the shop.

What greeted me were categories and items reminiscent of internet shopping.

[Categories]

Foods/Essentials/Weapons/Clothing…

[Categories – Food]

[Tuna Can] – 1 Point

[Vegetable Tuna Can] – 1 Point

[Spicy Tuna Can] – 2 Points

[Water 250ml] – 1 Point

With a glimmer of hope, I decided to buy about ten water bottles.

[Payment Completed! 30 → 20]

[Items have been delivered.]

Boom!

Along with that, a box of bottled water appeared in the corner of the storage.

“Wow… Legendary of legends.”

I popped open a bottle of water.

It was even cold and fresh to the bone!

As I gulped down the cold water, the frozen strands of thought began to flow again.

‘What if I register this in that marketplace?’

[Welcome to the Head of the Gallery’s Marketplace.]

[Here, you can register items you possess and sell them at your desired price.]

[What would you like to register?]

“Let’s just save two extra and sell everything else.”

Though I felt sorry for losing 10 points, considering the 30 I got from taking down the unpleasant post, it wasn’t that bad.

Title: A Monster Has Attacked Our Area

(A meme of a monster that fell into a well and drowned)

There’s no drinking water, so I can’t take questions.

Ah, that’s so pitiful.

I really want to give them some water.

– (Author) Really? Please, just share a little!

– Haha; but I haven’t been able to drink for days.

– (Author) Damn…

What’s more, the majority of the authors seemed to have issued a drinking water problem.

[The minimum price starts from 1 Mana Pill.]

[Mana Pills are the basic currency in the Another World.]

[1 Mana Pill = 1,000 Won]

“Maybe everything will sell out in a few hours?”

With a bit of hope, I registered eight bottles of water.

[Sold Out.]

They were all sold out instantly upon registration.

*

On one bleak and desperate day in the Another World Destruction Gallery.

A strange system emerged out of nowhere.

[The Head of the Gallery’s Marketplace has opened.]

-??? What the heck is this?

-That name is seriously awful, man.

-Oh? It’s selling water?

Naturally, the Gallums’ attention was drawn, and among some of them that clicked on the marketplace, there was water.

And it was truly clear water.

Not muddy water or virus-infested water.

Though it was hard to trust something contained in a transparent material that I had never seen before, those desperate for drinking water bought it like it was magic.

-!!!!! How can the water be this clear?

-That container’s feel and shape is legendary!

-Thank you so much, thank you so much!

-No, let me have a drink too!!

I ended up causing an enormous sensation in the doomed continent of the Another World.