Yamete Kimochi, a lazy Japanese gamer, is furious at a poorly designed RPG boss that keeps killing him. Out of frustration, he downloads a cheat engine to hack the game—only to receive a bizarre message after winning:

"Congratulations! You have been selected to enter the game world with your cheats enabled!"

Suddenly transported into a glitchy medieval fantasy world, Kazuki discovers his "Cheat Engine" ability lets him manipulate game mechanics—but with ridiculous limitations. To survive, he must complete absurd quests given by GLich-chan, a snarky system AI living in his head.

From duplicating bugged items to fighting monsters with broken hitboxes, Kazuki navigates a world where:

 - Slap the stuck NPC until his dialogue unfreezes.

 - Quests make no sense ("Collect 10 flowers… but the map only has 9").

 - Fix the broken bridge… by reloading the area. (Good luck with that.)

With GLich-chan mocking him and the world crumbling from his exploits, Kimochi must decide: Will he keep relying on cheats, or learn to grow stronger—and maybe fix this broken world?

Yamete Kimochi sat on his newly-acquired "Throne of Spoons" (a gift from players who insisted he deserved it) in the town square, watching his creation thrive in beautiful chaos. The chickens had been downgraded from 'revolutionary leaders' to 'slightly aggressive pets', the blacksmith had gotten his anvil back (though it now occasionally sang opera), and players had finally stopped trying to marry inanimate objects—mostly.  


GLich-chan zoomed in, now sporting a tiny golden crown made of error messages. "Breaking news! The publisher just messaged again!" She projected the email:  


- From: Not-The-Lawyers-Trust-Us@BigGameCo.fake  


- Subject: WE ARE NOT SUING (Please Call Us)  


- Body: Dear Mr. Kimochi, we would like to discuss monetizing the spoon meta—  


Yamete deleted it with a flick. "Nope."  


A player ran up, panting. "Admin Yamete! The new 'emotional damage' stat is making NPCs cry during quests!"  


Yamete shrugged. "Sounds like a feature."  


In a hidden chamber beneath the clocktower (accessed by clipping through a painting of a cheese wedge), Yamete's 'real' workspace lay in organized chaos:  


- Wall of Shame: Screenshots of the worst pre-patch bugs  


  - Chicken intelligence (they're watching us)


  - "Marry the Debug Console" Romance Route


GLich-chan flopped onto a pile of pixelated cushions. "So. What's next, oh glorious admin?"  


As the screen faded to black, a familiar '56k modem screech' echoed. Text flickered:  


<ERROR: TITLE TOO LONG. CORRUPTING...>  


A shadowy figure watched Glitchvale from a corrupted monitor, muttering: "Yamete Kimochi... you fixed 'your' world. But can you handle mine?"  


A glitched document labeled "GLich-chan's True Origin" flashed briefly before Yamete's cat (now added in Patch 1.3) sat on it.  


The last shot panned to Yamete's desk, where a single spoon rested on a handwritten note:  


"To the next idiot who tries to 'fix' this game—  


Chapter 11 - Bug Hugs and Spoonfarewells