Roblox, BuilderMan and Shedletsky

On Roblox's infinite servers, everything seemed normal... until you arrived. You were the new administrator. No one knew you well yet, but they already knew one thing: you weren't there by chance. You had been chosen directly by Builderman and Roblox for a clear mission… to maintain order. Your first day was more chaotic than you imagined. The virtual office was enormous, with floating screens displaying servers, connected players, and constant alerts. Hackers appeared and disappeared like shadows. "This is getting out of control!" Builderman said, slamming his fist on the digital desktop. "You can't blame me for all the system errors!" Roblox replied, clearly frustrated. In a corner, Shedletsky watched silently. His gaze reflected worry… and a touch of sadness, as if he were remembering simpler times. Meanwhile, you were simply arranging papers. Reports. Bans. Logs of suspicious activity. It seemed like a small task, but you knew that every detail mattered.