Elysium

31. TO TH3 D4RK SID3

Yuno:

I gave Levi the passwords for two of my highest rated locations. There are a lot of users in them today. Levi and his guys break the order of the simulation, as with them the number of users exceeds the norm. That's why they needed a password. Without it, you won't enter the location, which contains the maximum number of users. They come in black masks that hide their faces. Part of their general rule is that none of the users can then ban them or file a support complaint if something goes wrong. Nicknames are hidden by privacy settings. Everything is thought out in advance.

"It's great that you helped us," Levi says to me enthusiastically, looking around.

This chatroom is in the form of a large bedroom, in the middle of which there is a homemade canopy made of plaid, stretched from chairs to a wall shelf. Under the canopy are a bunch of silk pillows, a large soft blanket, toys and a garland of lanterns, books and scented candles, a large window from where only a deep and clear night is visible, with a sky full of stars. When I created this chatroom, I recalled a favorite pastime from early childhood, when I built such a hut in the middle of my room and hid there from imaginary monsters. A chatroom on a similar topic quickly became rated. Many users wanted to feel like carefree children again. There was something charming and mysterious about it. Users in this chatroom often spoke heart to heart, quietly, as if afraid to attract the attention of something nonexistent, but frightening. Children's fantasy.

"Great chatroom," Levi's friend Ada says with a smile. She sits down on one of the cushions and looks at the other guys.

"I ask for a moment of attention!" Levi says loudly, breaking the usual peace of the location. The users who are here immediately shift their gaze to him, "From this day on, the location becomes private. This means that each of you will pay for the entrance in minutes."

"What are you talking about?" laughs one of the users, apparently seated with his lover, who is cuddling up to him.

Levi told me in advance how the privatization of the location takes place according to the rules. He announces the news to the users and offers to pay in physical minutes. In this case, the minutes rely on me as the creator of the location and accomplice. I don't care for a moment. I just want to see how privatization is going on in the understanding of Levi and his hackers.

"Dude, what makes you think that we will pay for something? It's not a private event live, it's just a chat room," says another user.

"Well, stop making noise around here. Go to another chatroom, where it is appropriate," the girl sitting on the pillows grumbles with displeasure.

Levi's eyes flash with anger and irritation.

"Elysium is moving to new rules. From now on, this is not free space, but a virtual Universe divided into parts, belonging to me and people from my group."

Watching all this makes me feel uncomfortable. What in words sounded brilliant and interesting, in reality looks ridiculous and childish. I'm disappointed, but I try not to show it, continuing to be a witness to what is happening.

The users just look at each other, and someone offers to ban Levi. If users in the same location ban a rulebreaker at the same time, he will automatically be kicked out of the chatroom.
But nothing happens. Levi continues to stand in the same place. Ban didn't work. He looks at Ada.

"I disabled the ban function. Either you pay by the minute or you leave the location," she says firmly.

"Get away!" another user shouts indignantly.
At the same second, all information about the user appears on the holographic screen. His real name, age, address, real photos. Ugly, pimply, with obvious obesity.