The Backbiting Gallery Riot

Defying the strictly controlled Gallery system, the so-called Backbiting Gallery incident appeared overnight, plunging the empire into utter chaos.

The incident, of course, soon reached the ears of the Emperor of the Magnia Empire, who had monopolized the existing Galleries.

Of course, accompanied by the unbearably vulgar posts flooding the Backbiting Gallery.

Seeing those humiliating contents uploaded to the report about the princess she had raised with such strict discipline, the Emperor's face flushed red as tears welled up in his eyes.

“Ignore all means and methods!”

Thanks to that, the Emperor, eyes bloodshot and fuming for a long time, issued a solemn imperial edict across the entire empire that very day.

“Anyone who accesses that vile bulletin board, regardless of status, will be hunted down and punished severely!”

But it was a clear misjudgment.

The most efficient way to promote something is to ban it.

“Father… I’ll be going now.”

“Oh, Luabel. Don’t be upset and rest well.”

“Yes, Your Highness…”

And anyone who is lured into the Backbiting Gallery even once will never forget the dopamine provided by absolute anonymity and will definitely return.

—Clack…

Right after the meeting ended, Princess Luabel quickly returned to her bedroom, locked the door, and became the smoking gun.

“Hehe…”

With her face slightly flushed, she buried herself under the blanket on the bed, secretly biting her lips and smiling.

Right in front of her was the Backbiting Gallery that had just been banned by her father's imperial edict.

Posts harassing the princess who had been quiet for a moment began flooding the empire's Backbiting Gallery once more.

“Tsk.”

About a week after opening the empire's Backbiting Gallery to punish those who had ruined the holy Gallery, I saw the Emperor's solemn edict uploaded to the empire's Gallery and let out a snort while writing a notice in the Backbiting Gallery.

And just a few minutes later, hot reactions began flooding the empire's Backbiting Gallery.

Yes. As the only armband of the Backbiting Gallery, I had become the hero of the empire's citizens.

“Moderator work is secretly tempting…?”

Honestly, my purpose had been revenge against the ruling class, so in this life I had half-given up on enjoying the Gallery.

But seeing the overwhelming welcome and support that continued beyond expectations, that thought was melting away like snow.

“Damn, it's starting again.”

Of course, it wasn't that there was no dissatisfaction.

Imagine it.

The princess with a sickly and pure appearance admired by all, secretly crawling into the Backbiting Gallery and constantly spewing crude fetishes.

While it might not matter to others who see her as anonymous, for me who could see her true identity intact, it was on the verge of driving me insane.

Gossip Gallery Eraser: If you continue using the Gallery as armband, you will be blocked.

— (Princess Luabel): Oh, you're quite forceful.

— (Princess Luabel): Sister will give you today's slave as a special treat lol

But the attempt to control Princess Luabel's indiscriminate spewing only added fuel to her dizzying fetishes.

Moreover, the public sentiment of the Backbiting Gallery users watching the situation turned immediately ominous, so in the end I couldn't even block them.

“Sigh…”

Thanks to that, stress piled up, but since I was shouldering the weight of the armband, I had to take responsibility.

Compared to operating in a boring real-name Gallery, dealing with the pranksters of the Backbiting Gallery was far better.

And that was the case for the users who were starting to enjoy the Backbiting Gallery.

Requests for me to create Backbiting Galleries for specific Galleries were pouring in from users of various statuses.

“If only I could fulfill every request…”

But the problem was that I was the only one managing the Backbiting Gallery right now.

So far I had been managing it somehow alone, but as the number of opened Galleries increased, I wouldn't be able to control them all by myself.

“It's still too early.”

After much deliberation, I uploaded a somewhat serious notice.

And from that moment on, the users who had been deeply immersed in the Backbiting Gallery rose up all at once.

So-called the First Backbiting Gallery Riot Incident.

What sent a chill down my spine in that incident was that numerous noble users had begun planning to mobilize the slaves they owned to terrorize the Gallery.

Looking at the posts from servants and attendants that had started appearing a few minutes ago, it seemed they were all sincere.

“Crazy bastards, how did they come up with the idea of turning humans into reversal users.”

Humans are always beings who seek answers, right?

In a world without a doxxing program, they thought of mass-dumping slave accounts.

Considering the number of slaves and attendants in the empire, it was impossible for me to stop it alone.

“Tsk.”

Moreover, on top of that, the angry ones seemed not only to be empire citizens.

Some other race users who had quickly learned of the Backbiting Gallery's appearance were starting to show signs of joining ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠the riot by probing the situation.

“This won't do.”

At that point, I couldn't stay silent either.

The method I chose to quell the riot was to proclaim the Moderator Draft.

And the effect was extremely effective.

Anyone with a shred of sanity would not voluntarily apply as a slave to carry poop for free.

It wasn't that armbanders would block first and then accept the armband and release later.

“Even this is a Gallery…”

Anyway, the First Backbiting Gallery Riot was peacefully suppressed in the fear of the Moderator Draft.

“…Did I say to do identity verification?”

But one thing I regretted was demanding identity verification as a condition to become an armband.

After all, it's an anonymous Gallery, who would like to reveal their identity?

No matter how much it was to filter out people, if it went like this, no one would want to become an armband.

So, although it was somewhat late, despite relaxing the conditions with the additional notice, the users' reactions were lukewarm.

“Sigh…”

Yeah, even I thought it was a bit much.

“In this life, it seems I'll be stuck managing the Gallery no matter what.”

Would I risk my life by becoming an armband for the Backbiting Gallery?

Unless you're insane, who would do such a thing?

“Huh?”

But I had overlooked one thing.

This world was a Gallery-omnipotent society.

People who had lived in such a world from birth were several times more insane about Galleries than I had expected.

One photo taken by the Gallery system's photo-taking function attached to the post.

In the photo, a girl with her face cleverly covered by her hand was sitting at a luxurious tea party table and making a V-sign.

“This crazy…”

With a note in her mouth that she had written the words “Backbiting Gallery♡” in her own handwriting.

“……”

Moreover, although the photo didn't capture everything, the girl's upper body while biting the note was completely exposed up to just above her chest.

Considering that, it seemed she had thrown off her dress to hide her identity.

“…Are you sane?”

Even that was shocking, but the reason I couldn't stop my shock was different.

From the beginning, a crazy noble lady was urging me to open the noble lady Backbiting Gallery in the comments.

(Author: Noble Lady Yulian)

Her true identity was the only daughter of the sole duke family in the empire.