Ch.184179 – Nameless Prison

NoName’s stream was the kind of place that often attracted drama.

They say all happy families are alike, but each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

The banned viewers had ended up in the detention center for truly varied reasons.

Moderator 2, known as “Helmon” who operated under the username “hellsMonster,” mercilessly cracked the whip at the prisoners.

“So what’s your crime?”

“AAAHHH! I’m sorry! I just spammed words that start with ‘farm’!”

“Farming, farmland, farmhouse, farmhand, farm juice, farm concentrate? How did this guy avoid a permaban! Hey GasMachine! Are you not weeding them out properly?”

[Nameless Prison]

[Current inmates: 474]

The true identity of “Nameless Prison” was the ban appeal room.

Meaning viewers who were permanently banned, like the prisoner whose head just flew off from the whip, were “executed” and not included in the current count.

[Permabanned: 1194]

“This is why I said we need more moderators! Don’t you see all these foreigners making alt accounts and sneaking in?”

Zzzzing-

Moderator 3, a cyberpunk-themed woman whose body was entirely mechanical upon closer inspection, detached her hand, and a laser shot from her wrist, piercing through a prisoner’s heart.

After neglecting prison management for a while, those who should have been executed long ago were causing trouble.

Behind the scenes, exhausting efforts were being made to prevent a 14-year-old girl from encountering the world’s malice.

Finally, Moderator 4, Faceless, swallowed the corpses into his stomach, seemingly concluding the first round of weeding out.

[Entering]

[NoName has entered]

“I hope we only get model prisoners.”

Moderator 1, “SaveMeFromGradSchool,” muttered with considerable worry.

Because this world is truly full of crazy people.

* * *

[Blocked message: What shape is the tattoo on your hip? 7th attempt.]

“Tattoo? What are you talking about?”

“No no no no! Just permaban that guy!”

Kariri covered my eyes and forcibly pressed the ban button.

-LMAO

-Bye bye~

-This wasn’t even the abyss lol what are these permabanned people even

-Middle schoolers get the weirdest comments

-Let’s all behave like gentlemen, everyone

Beyond the iron bars of each cell, their crimes appeared. Their offenses were inappropriate chat messages.

As a sign of genuine remorse, those who bowed deeply until I passed by the corridor were granted the favor of having their apology letters read.

[Ban lifted]

“I hope you’ll behave better next time.”

“Yes! I’ll turn over a new leaf and live a reformed life! Thank you, NoName!”

“Sorry, but you’ll have to go back in.”

“Huh?”

-LMAOOOOO

-hahaha

-Did he not watch the stream just now?

-It’s Name not Namei lolololol

The man was pulled back into prison as if sucked into a black hole. His screams echoed and gradually faded away.

After pardoning those who had momentarily made poor judgments by siding with malicious viewers, more and more empty cells began to appear.

Those who weren’t permanently banned but never returned to the stream.

The timing of their bans now belonged to the distant past.

[Wow you’re so stubborn lol once you get targeted here you can never clear it hahaha]

Judging by the timestamp, it was probably when I was clearing World of Arsheria Part 1.

So this person never got to see me clear it.

-Well I did clear it lol

-First ever 10/10/10

-Looking back, these backseat gamers are actually kind of cute

Just as I was about to turn around thinking there wouldn’t be anyone else, I sensed a presence and continued forward with Kariri.

And those in the last prison cell were…

“Moderators? What are you doing there?”

“Ah!”

“Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!”

“I told you to keep better watch!”

“We didn’t think you’d come this far…!”

It was the moderators tormenting a prisoner whose mouth was completely wrapped in tape.

* * *

“Come on, let me go! NoName, isn’t it time to be honest?”

The man shook off the moderators who were gripping his arms tightly and walked toward me.

“Look, NoName, I’ll admit you’re smart. I’m not good at math, but everyone says you’re clever, so I guess that’s true. But isn’t it wrong to pretend your past didn’t happen?”

“This seems like simple trolling. Should we permaban him?”

I decided to silently listen to the man a bit longer.

“You failed in League of Legends. I saw you in the news recently and thought you looked familiar—aren’t you the person from Delete’s Docu 4 Days? I have an excellent memory, you know.”

The man smiled smugly with a meaningful expression.

He seemed to think I was flustered by his words.

“Honestly, I wasn’t trying to investigate, but when I dug deeper, there were quite a few suspicious points. Tell me, NoName. Did you use hacks?”

Both the viewers and I were equally deflated by this anticlimactic question.

-I thought it was something serious but he’s just another hack accuser lol

-His speech pattern seemed boomer-ish because he’s from the computer generation

-There can’t be hacks in virtual reality, old man

-This is a waste of time, just ban him already

“Or maybe you lied about your age.”

*hiccup*!

Kariri, who was standing beside me, was so surprised by the man’s additional comment that she started hiccuping.

The man, growing even more confident, gave a short snort.

“Didn’t you claim to be an orphan? But minors under 15 need guardian consent because of the Shutdown Law—didn’t think of that, did you? And an 8-year-old ignoring the Shutdown Law to play games 16 hours a day, and at 14 somehow experiencing a bug that allowed World of Arsheria Nightmare to continue? Come on, that’s complete nonsense. Anyone who believes this is an idiot.”

-Oh yeah? How did she get around the Shutdown Law?

-Something does seem off;; Even with a guardian, letting a 7-year-old play games all day doesn’t make sense

-Wearsoft was pretty vague about the bug too

“Be honest. NoName, you’re not 14. You’re selling us a story. And even if you are 14, that makes you a hacker who broke into the game company! Haha, isn’t this what they call a dilemma?”

Rather than thinking I had broken through the Shutdown Law and World of Arsheria’s firewall, he was completely mistaken about my age in the opposite direction.

The man continued to methodically refute viewers’ opinions one by one, arguing that it was entirely possible to deceive people by creating similar IDs and switching accounts—something I had actually verified at the press conference.

-But NoName was actually known as a troller, that’s true

-What does it mean she played LoL at dawn? She played LoL when she was seven?

└ NoName was once ranked #1 in number of games played

└ Oh really?

-Trolling could just be dismissed as childish pranks

└ Yeah, people who get mad about being teamed with elementary kids in normal games are the ones in the wrong

-Is she not 14 but actually an adult?

└ That can’t be!!!!!!

└ But she honestly looks at least 20, it was hard to believe she’s in 8th grade

└ I wasn’t the only one thinking this

-NoName is strict about chat moderation, but there were many things I wanted to ask

-Kariri is literally at NoName’s house right now, what is he talking about

└ Honestly, based on her past actions, Kariri isn’t very credible lol

“So why are you returning to an account you haven’t logged into for months just to say these things on my stream?”

The man had been banned around September last year.

Long before moderators were appointed, he was the first person to receive a one-month ban, even though I rarely banned people.

Judging by how he waited for me to come here, his only intention seemed to be deliberately trying to mess with me.

“People should live honestly! While some are working their bones off in the scorching sun to earn money, is it right to keep quiet and make money like this? I’m not asking for much. Just confess everything truthfully, and let’s see if viewers will still stay by NoName’s side.”

Jealousy was evident in his smug attitude.

“And if they do stay?”

“Huh?”

“I’ll watch to see if you can say the same things tomorrow. I won’t ban you. Take it as a chance to realize your situation and leave on your own.”

* * *

What meaning is there in giving names to nameless things?

A name is clearly mine, yet strangely, others use it far more often.

But the reason I can firmly claim my name as my own is surely because I feel a peculiar satisfaction when someone calls me by it.

People begin relationships with names and end relationships with names.

[You’re not nameless. You have this beautiful name, Name.]

In a prison where I was confined without a name, I became NoName.

From that moment, I took on the obligation to continue living as NoName. I became bound to the world. I gained the foundation to form relationships with others.

[Our proud daughter, Name.]

Perhaps the notion that achieving fame and success is the highest form of filial piety follows the same logic.

After all, the only way to repay the grace of being given a name is to make that name known.

My small heart fluttered for no reason.

Even for someone like me who prided herself on having experienced all sorts of hardships, the unique nervousness of a tournament final felt truly subtle.

[NoName(Asteria)]

Looking at the name displayed on the electronic panel for a while, I think I was continuously thinking about Seol-ah.

‘I also think it’s a pretty name.’

A whispering northwest wind blows in.