My alarm clock beeped as I groggily rubbed my eyes. As my habit, I opened up the System. Several violet hologram screens appeared around me and I looked at the status of the world. All the processes were fine and there were no disturbances. Looks like the world survived another day.

If I told you that the world is like a computer program, would you believe me? It's not like the world is an entire simulation like that certain old movie but instead, the world is like a computer program.

Reality could be broken down into lines of codes. For example, there's gravity. First, a variable called Gravity was assigned a formula: F= G(m1m2/r^2). There were values for m1, m2, r, and G. G has a value of 6.674x10^(-11) while the other variables were dependent on other stuff. Because these variables work together, the value for Gravity was determined.

Next was the code. Gravity as a variable was useless without any function assigned to it. If we were to think that Reality was a computer program, then there was a code that makes every object attract another object to its center by the value of the variable called Gravity.

It could be said that Reality was a series of codes piled up on each other. For example, there's a person. There are tons of variables stored in that person like their height, mass, and strength while there are a series of codes that affect the said person. There's the code for gravity, the code for using their organs, the code for their consciousness, and a bunch of other codes.

How do I know all of these? Well, I was not exactly a normal human. While it's true that I was born in a normal family and looks plain as hell, I was a special human known as a Moderator.

Have you ever heard of parallel worlds? What if I told you that they were real? If we were going in computer terms, the worlds were like Servers. I wouldn't go into details but each Server has its own Reality with its own set of rules.

My job as a Moderator was to ensure my Server wouldn't have any bugs and that everything was going smoothly. This Server was really well-made so I was glad I was assigned here. The laws were well-defined and so, there were only a few bugs.

"Jun! Hurry up or you'll be late!" mom shouted from downstairs.

The hologram screens around me disappeared and I headed downstairs for breakfast. I wondered what was on my schedule while I ate.

After some time, I headed out of my house and headed to a nearby bakery. A brown-haired girl wagged her tail when she saw me. Yep... Tail.

This Server had several races for sentient beings. There were beastmen, humans, elves, dwarves, and other fantasy creatures. It was like a modern world but filled with different races. However, there was no magic in this Server.

According to the Administrator, the guy who made this world, implementing magic on this Server would cause a lot of bugs since well, magic was a system that twisted the world's natural laws.

"Jun-kun! Welcome!" she greeted me.

"Hey there, Koro-san", I waved my hand.

"You'll have the usual, right?" she asked and I nodded.

She went off and started putting melon bread in a bag. I often drop by this bakery before going to school. They make delicious bread and their customer service is great.

The beastgirl in front of me was named Inugami Korone. She was a cheerful girl who was our neighborhood's mascot. Koro-san was also my underclassman in our high school.

I left the bakery and headed for my school when I received my bread. It was going to be a regular day like always.

"Morning", I patted the back of my friend.

His blue hair was neatly combed like always and his blue eyes were behind his black-rimmed glasses. He was my friend, Reika Eru.

"Morning, Jun-kun", he greeted back.

"So? How's the weekend? Did you do anything fun?" I asked.

"Not really. I just worked on my job. Pretty much standard stuff", he answered.

Eru, like every other high school student, had a part-time job. I had no idea what he was doing but I think it paid a lot. Eru could afford to spend money in online games and still had spare cash for other luxuries. If I wasn't a Moderator, I would've spent time working as well.

We arrived in our classroom and went to our seats. My life was pretty much normal like how I wanted it to be.

The System that connects Servers was called CyNet. We were higher forms of intelligent life called Coders with the ability to bend reality to our wills. I was a recently made Coder... Ah no, I was talking about my existence. In this Server, I was a normal human boy trying to live his life. But my existence was a Coder.

I said that Reality was like a computer program with codes and variables, right? A Coder could edit the program and bend Reality to their wishes. For example, let's go back to the Gravity variable. Coders could edit the variable by changing the Gravitational constant or change how each variable in the formula interacts with each other. In other words, I could change the strength of Gravity.

But my abilities do not stop there. There's a code in Reality that causes two objects to attract each other due to Gravity. If I wanted to, I could change the code so that the objects would repel each other instead... Although that would be totally chaotic.

There were three types of Coders: the Administrators, the Moderators, and the Fledglings. Fledglings were newly created Coders who had to go to school for some time. They learn all the responsibilities and abilities of a Coder in that school.

Once they mature enough, they will become Moderators. When a Server reached a certain age, Moderators would be assigned to it. They were in charge of the daily maintenance of the Server like checking if all of the processes were doing what they were supposed to be doing and cleaning up all the Bugs and Dump Files.

The last type is the Administrator. Once a Moderator served enough time in different Servers, he would get the ability to create his own Server. That meant becoming like a god.

I was a new Moderator who was a fresh graduate. This was the first Server I was assigned to. If you're wondering how it worked, I was a completely normal human. I would grow old and die and I would get injured. But my soul is that of a Coder. Once I live through my life in this Server, I would be assigned to another one until I would be mature enough to become an Administrator.

The day went on and classes were finally over. I went home and relaxed in my bed after dinner. I still had homework to do but I didn't want to start on it. Not knowing what to do, I was just humming.

A violet hologram screen appeared in front of me.

[Warning: Dump File detected. Size: 501 MB]

Those words were on it. I sighed... Looks like I got work to do.

Dump Files were like creatures made from redundant processes in this Server. They were dangerous but had no intelligence. Dump Files were easy to clean up. I just had to delete them.

I opened up my System and started coding. After doing a scan of a part of the Server, I found its location. It was an abandoned warehouse so there were possibly no witnesses. That was great. I didn't want to manipulate memories again.

I opened up my console command and entered the command: [move_self X:139.65034128302 Y: 35.67621169420 Z: 14.892212219]

The scenery changed as I teleported to the location of the Dump File. I saw it and it was a complete mess. It was as huge as a tiger and it was white in color. Sharp claws and fangs were on it so I knew it would be a bothersome enemy.

Meh. It was just 501 MB. I could delete it easily.

[developer_mode_1]

I entered those commands in my System and a square barrier surrounded the room. Developer Mode allowed me, a simple Moderator, to make drastic changes inside a barrier. Although the changes were not permanent, it was the common way of fighting for Moderators.

[object_spawn_missile 5]

Five missiles appeared above me and launched themselves to the Dump File. They exploded and smoke entered the field. The Dump File roared as I groaned. It managed to handle five missiles... Just as what I should expect from a 501 MB file.

I channeled my will on the smoke and it turned into a violet color.

[highlight_delete]

It was a command that would delete whatever I highlighted. Whenever I would highlight an object, it would turn into a violet color. The command would delete whatever I was highlighting.

The smoke disappeared and the Dump File charged at me.

[highlight_raise]

The ground in front of me rose up and turned into a wall to which the Dump File crashed into. Now then, you might be asking why I didn't just highlight the Dump File and delete it.

It was actually quite simple. Everything I do has an effect. In Developer Mode, I could spawn anything and make changes to Reality as much as I want. However, the items I made would disappear once I exit Developer Mode and whatever changes I made would be reverted. BUT! I could make permanent changes to other objects in the room.

If I carelessly delete things, there's a chance that I might cause a Bug. Simple things like inanimate objects and stuff had little to no effect in the grand scheme of things. However, living creatures were tricky. They have their destiny and history so deleting them would cause lots of problems. And technically speaking, Dump Files were living things.

I then smiled... Maybe I should do it like a certain egotistic king.

[object_spawn_sword 20

highlight_standby

highlight_add_var_Force 2000]

With those commands, I summoned 20 swords. Thanks to the standby command, the swords were not moving like they were frozen in place. Adding the 2000 N of Force in it would cause it to fly at fast speed towards the Dump File.

[highlight_resume]

The swords flew at the Dump File and skewered it. It groaned and collapsed to the ground. After a while, it turned into white rectangles and crumbled away.

"Dump File... Deleted", I grinned as I entered the command [developer_mode_0] to exit that mode.

"Now then... I got an evening exercise... I should focus on my...assign...ment", my voice trailed off when I saw him.

A blue-haired boy with glasses was staring at me while pointing a gun. He looked really confused.

"Jun-kun?" he asked.

"H-Hey, Eru... Pleasant evening, am I right?"

Those were the only words that I could form.