Chapter 8: Warning

[Note: Videos that are meaningless repeats or cause discomfort to many viewers will be skipped.]

The 30-minute rampage of the abyss was finally brought to a halt after I added that sentence to the top of the stream overlay.

You might ask, “Would those scumbags who were sending all those grotesque and malicious videos really stop just because of that message?” 

Surprisingly, they really did stop.

Not following stream rules is the mark of a low-tier troll. 

The prideful high-tier degenerates? 

They’re the kind who follow every rule while still managing to cause chaos.

-Hmm… changing the rules just 30 minutes in…

-This calls for a formal apology kneel…

-I’m not accepting this without some compensation, come on…

Even though the chaos of the abyssal videos had ended, the chat started filling with people trying to bait reactions with their own special tactics.

It’s what’s called “WWE.” Not a genuine demand, but a playful jab hoping the streamer will pick it up and react.

The real problem? 

Whether or not Shia could understand this unique streaming culture…

“…Seriously…”

As I nervously glanced sideways at her, Shia suddenly lowered her head and muttered in a trembling voice:

“P-Please… don’t be like that…”

-Gasp

-Don’t cry, please…

-Yeah… we were a little harsh, huh?

I remembered the usernames of those who sent those cursed videos. 

Marked.

…As if they’d use their main accounts for that.

With just one teary whimper, the raging storm in the chatroom flipped into a wave of sympathy and adoration.

This is exactly why VTubers are considered overpowered.

They don’t have to show their real face—just a little sob, and bam, public opinion shifts like magic…

-Sniffle…

Oh, right. VTubers in this world… they don’t have the red pill.

Wait. Is she actually crying?

-Why are her tentacles smiling tho?

-What the hell, this is messed up lol

-Kinda hot though? Hmm…

-I KNEW IT. This psycho’s making soup stock from her own tears on stream!

Even I had a moment of doubt, but all the tentacles around her were grinning with mouths wide open.

Ah. So she’s “accepting the bit.”

At that point, it hit me—this outer-dimensional lifeform… might actually be a natural-born streamer.

‘Hold on… wait a minute…’

That was when I suddenly felt something was off.

I did add detailed tentacle models, sure. But not to this degree. 

I definitely didn’t program in facial expressions for them.

Then how was her 3D model—just a basic VTuber tracking program—replicating her actual real-life expressions in perfect detail?

It’s not like we were using a live camera feed…

‘I’ll have to ask her about it after the stream…’

But I didn’t have time to dwell on the mystery, as the new stream rules had gone into effect and the videos being sent in were much more tame.

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[MAD) Love is the Slave of Chaos (Full Ver. with Subtitles)]

-OMG

-SANCHI PINCHI!! SANCHI PINCHI!!

-Shia, bow! That’s a legendary senior!

-I can smell the template from here…

“…There’s another high-dimensional being besides me?”

Upon seeing a video of a famous world leader dancing in anime girl form, Shia’s eyes widened and she urgently jabbed a tentacle into my head.

“…Humans, are things like that common around here too?”

Still unsure whether the video was real or fictional, she threw a nervous question out to the chat.

-Pretty common, yeah?

-Foreign leaders turning into anime girls is basically tradition now

-For real, lmao

-Don’t worry. You’re our first actual VTuber, Shia.

As the answers rolled in, Shia started to sweat nervously.

“This is strange… I definitely ate them all.”

I don’t know what kind of misunderstanding she’s under, but I’ll have to explain everything after the stream.

If she starts believing all games and anime in this world are real like VTubers, things could get… complicated.

…

Wait.

They’re not real, right?

[A Baby Octopus Swimming in a Shell]

-Adorable

-I’m craving dipping sauce now, ugh…

-Shhh!

-Shia, were you ever like this?

While watching the next donation video, Shia suddenly looked wistful and muttered:

“There was a time when I too floated aimlessly through the void in a tiny body like that…”

-Is that… lore canon??

-Just imagining Baby Shia floating around is insanely cute, lol

-Someone draw a fanart, stat!

“But I like it here more. There’s so much to eat.”

-You don’t mean us, right?

-Run for your lives!!!

-I haven’t showered in 6 months, I’m yours whenever you’re ready…

-FACT: No matter how hungry she gets, she won’t even look at us lowly mortals.

Sure, viewers were picturing Baby Shia as a cute chibi version floating in the void.

But the reality? 

Probably closer to that octopus in the video.

Still, I couldn’t share the red pill with them. 

So I just stayed quiet and watched.

“Well then. Next donation video is…”

Just as I was lost in thought, Shia, who had been silently watching the chat, licked her lips and turned her gaze toward the next video with an eager look.

Well, it made me worry that something weird might pop up again, but we’d set the rules now—so surely that wouldn’t happen.

[Live Octopus Mukbang with a Manic Smile (ASMR)]

-“Daaamn~”

-“Someone bring the soju, for real.”

-“He’s eating that thing alive?? Isn’t that dangerous?”

-“So this is what Shia tastes like, huh…”

-“No way around it—tonight’s dinner is spicy stir-fried squid.”

…Or so I thought. 

That was clearly a mistake.

“…Huh?”

As the footage of live octopuses being dipped in sesame oil, chili sauce, and fire chicken sauce before being eaten played out, Shia’s mouth slowly dropped open.

“……Hiiik.”

The moment the octopus’s head was cruelly torn off and chewed, she pushed her chair back with a jolt and recoiled from the monitor.

Shivers

With tears welling up in her eyes, she looked at me, pointing to the screen with a trembling finger as if begging me to do something about it.

“……”

But even then, I couldn’t step in.

If it were another uncontrollable situation like earlier, that would be one thing—but if she couldn’t handle something like this on her own, it’d cause problems for future streams.

Click click click…

When I deliberately looked away, Shia gave me a hurt glance, clenched her jaw, and began typing quietly on the keyboard.

[Videos with repetitive content, videos that cause discomfort to many viewers, and (IMPORTANT) videos featuring Seafood mukbangs will be skipped.]

A few seconds later, the updated text appeared at the top of the stream screen.

-“LOLOLOL”

-“To Shia, that was basically body horror.”

-“Why is she so damn cute?”

-“Her jaw dropped and her eyes teared up the moment she saw it lmao”

-“Even her tentacles froze this time…”

-“Wait, it even animates stuff like that? That’s insane.”

While that might’ve been a terrifying moment for Shia—seeing her kind eaten alive by lesser beings—for the stream, it was an absolute goldmine.

Perfect. 

If things keep going this smoothly, the future of the channel might actually be looking bright—

[GloVerse-EN 1st Gen Self-Intro Video (Subbed Ver)]

That’s when the next donation video popped up.

Compared to everything so far, this one was normal: an intro video from the top English VTuber group in the world, singing their self-intros to a melody.

Curious how Shia would react this time, I turned to glance at her.

“Hah, these cute little ones. So they’ve been gathering believers here because they’re struggling to collect enough faith thanks to me.”

…Yeah, this might be the point where I should really consider gagging her.

“But hey, have any of you ever thought about this?”

Suddenly, she wore a serious expression as she stared intently at the screen and continued.

“Like, what if those girls are actually real gods from another dimension…?”

And at that exact moment—unseen by viewers—flashes of red warnings erupted across my streamer dashboard.

[Namu TV Admin Notice]




[Pajijik TV Admin Notice]




[Tweeting TV Admin Alert]

Since I hadn’t settled on a specific platform yet, I’d been multi-streaming across several. 

The admins’ affiliations were different, but their messages were exactly the same:

[We have detected a breach of the Dimensional streaming Accord. You are hereby issued your first formal warning.]

“…Uh.”

[If further violations occur, enforcement may proceed without prior notice. Penalties may include channel suspension or the activation of Protocol: RED PILL.]

Shia and I stared at the warnings, then turned to look at each other, both thinking the exact same thing.

“…We’re screwed, aren’t we?”

-“?”

-“??”

-“Wait, did a warning actually pop up?”

-“I mean, Shia’s mukbang was kinda graphic…”

-Of course, Shia said it out loud instead of just thinking it.

Meanwhile, at a massive office building somewhere in the western district…

“Yeah, we can’t just sit around and watch this anymore.”

A woman with a staff ID around her neck was monitoring Shia’s stream with a grim expression as she spoke on the phone, running her fingers through her hair.

“I’ll meet the owner of the Haruhanjang channel personally.”

The woman who stood up after saying that was unmistakably the same one who had held the briefing in front of all virtual streamers just a short while ago.

[Kang Mirae – Director of the Korean Branch of the Dimensional stream Council]