Yamete Kimochi stumbled through the pixelated portal, coughing up confetti from Sigma's collapsing carnival dimension. His boots squelched into something suspiciously soft—looking down, he found Glitchvale's once-stable ground had turned into a quivering mass of rainbow pudding.
"Uh." He poked it with a toe. "This is new."
GLich-chan materialized upside-down, her wings dripping purple error messages. "Correction! This is 'old'—specifically, the alpha-test terrain we scrapped because it made players motion-sick." She gestured broadly at the horizon, where trees melted into soup cans and the sky flickered between seven different weather effects. "Congrats! Your little Core-hugging stunt pushed our world to 89% corruption. At 90%, we—"
A house nearby spontaneously grew legs and sprinted into the forest.
"—lose basic physics. At 95%, NPCs start speaking in 'lost beta dialogue'. At 100%..." She made an explosion noise.
Yamete wiped pudding off his pants. "So we're doomed."
"'Dramatically' doomed," GLich-chan agreed. "But hey! The chickens finally fixed their T-posing issue!"
As if on cue, a flock of poultry marched past in perfect formation—only to clip through a suddenly intangible fence.
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Glitchvale's town square had become a surrealist masterpiece:
- The fountain now spewed placeholder question marks
- NPCs cycled through three different art styles at random
- Someone had replaced the blacksmith's anvil with a giant rubber duck
Yamete stood atop a wobbling cheese wheel (formerly the mayor's podium) and addressed the crowd: "Okay, bad news first—we've got maybe 12 hours until reality crashes."
A player raised their hand. "Will the spoon economy survive?"
"Priorities!" GLich-chan snapped.
Yamete pulled up the Admin Override prompt still hovering in his vision:
[MAIN WORLD CORRUPTION: 89%]
[ADMIN OVERRIDE REQUIRED]
[Y/N?]
"We need to find whoever left this here before—"
FWOOMPH!
The ground beneath them turned into gelatin. The crowd screamed as they sank waist-deep into what was now technically a giant bowl of sentient dessert.
GLich-chan sighed. "Correction: '8' hours."
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Their investigation led to:
1. The Sentient Library (books kept rearranging themselves into memes) - Found a hidden note: "If you're reading this, Sigma fired me for 'excessive fun.' Check the debug zoo."
2. The Debug Zoo (where unused enemies were kept) - A depressed boss monster whispered: "The OG Admin... she's trapped in the Tutorial Dungeon..."
3. The Tutorial Dungeon (now playing elevator music) - Inside: a single NPC labeled "TUTORIAL_BOSS (UNUSED)" sat crying in the dark
Yamete approached carefully. "Uh. Hello?"
The figure turned—revealing a woman in a tattered dev headset, her character model glitching between elf, robot, and a very confused llama.
"Finally!" She threw her hands up. "I've been stuck here since the pre-alpha! Do you know how boring it is explaining attack combos to no one?!"
GLich-chan gasped. "Admin Theta! The 'original' creator!"
Theta cracked her knuckles. "Alright kids. Let's unfuck this mess."
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Back in town, Theta examined the Override prompt—now flickering dangerously as corruption hit "91%".
"Here's the deal," she said, pulling up a dev console that smelled inexplicably of lavender. "Sigma was my intern. He locked me in here and overwrote my code with his 'perfection' nonsense. This?" She gestured to the melting world. "This is the game TRYING to revert to my original vision."
A building nearby turned inside out.
Yamete eyed the prompt. "So if we hit 'Y'...?"
"We reboot everything. But there's a catch—"
GLich-chan finished for her: "All cheats get wiped. Including 'us'."
Silence.
Then the ground belched up a sofa.
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Theta grabbed their shoulders as the sky tore open, revealing the void of unrendered space beyond.
"Decide fast! We can either—"
Option 1: Let the world fully corrupt and rebuild from scratch (lose all progress but keep cheats)
Option 2: Override now and restore Theta's vision (save the world but reset everything)
Yamete opened his mouth—
—just as Gary the Trash Can came barreling down the street, now piloting a stolen boss monster mech.
"I VOTE CHAOS!" he bellowed, crushing the prompt underfoot.