Part 5
I've stopped checking the time.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Day? Night? Morning? Evening? It's all just… Discord.
I open the server again.
Big mistake.
There's a new role.
"Mini Mod"
I freeze.
No.
No no no.
I check permissions.
They can mute people.
WHO GAVE THEM THAT.
I scroll up.
The server owner.
Of course.
There are now FIVE "Mini Mods."
All of them are the same people who used to spam "Can I be mod?"
This is the worst timeline.
I watch in horror as one of them types:
"guys stop spamming or mute"
He misspelled "you're."
He mutes someone anyway.
The wrong person.
Chaos.
Absolute chaos.
"UNMUTE ME???"
"ABUSE"
"THIS SERVER IS TRASH"
I rush in like it's a burning building.
"Stop muting random people," I type.
Mini Mod #3 responds: "I'm helping 😊"
You are not helping.
You are the problem.
Meanwhile, Mini Mod #1 is threatening to ban people.
They cannot ban people.
But nobody knows that.
Panic spreads anyway.
Then I see it.
Mini Mod #5 has muted… me.
I stare at the screen.
I am a mod.
How.
HOW.
I can't type.
I can't send messages.
I've been silenced… in my own server.
This is it.
This is how it ends.
I go to remove their roles.
Error.
I try again.
Error.
They're multiplying.
There are more now.
I don't remember approving this.
I don't remember anything anymore.
Then, suddenly—
The server owner logs in.
One message:
"what is going on 💀"
Silence.
Pure silence.
All the Mini Mods disappear.
Roles gone.
Permissions reset.
Balance… restored.
I can type again.
I take a deep breath.
Everything is calm.
Finally.
Then someone types:
"can I be mod?"
I close Discord.
Slowly.
Carefully.
I'm done for today.
I think.
Probably.
…okay one more check.