Tiger Gate HQ
Department of Post
Dungeon Reports
"I think I broke the dungeon," Jinho said.
The administrator didn't look up from his terminal.
"You think, or you know?"
"Well, the librarian boss asked me if she was a real person or a badly coded metaphor before exploding. So…"
The admin scribbled something on a glowing clipboard.
"Hunter Kang Jinho – Status: Anomaly, Possible Weapon, Very Annoying"
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While Jinho sat in a waiting area that smelled like burnt mana and resignation, Mirae explained how things worked in TIGER GATE GUILD STRUCTURE.
Number one, Guildmaster Baek Doyun (S-rank, retired, terrifying). Known as "The Iron Tiger." Once cut a dungeon core in half using a phone call. Now mostly drinks tea and terrifies interns.
Number two, Executive Operations (XO) Yoo Mirae (A-rank, intelligence division). Your scout and handler. Tactical genius, never blinks. Secretly has a folder labeled "Kang Jinho: Possible Endgame?"
Number three, Guild Admin & Arcane R&D Director Gong Seokjin (???-rank). Looks like an exhausted office worker. Talks to dungeon cores like they're houseplants. May or may not be immortal.
Number four, HR or Risk Containment Ms. Jang "The Smiler". Always smiling. Always holding a clipboard. Keeps a vial of truth serum and a tiny bat in her coat pocket. No one has seen her blink.
Number five, Field Ops Squad Divisions:
Claw Unit (S/A-ranks), elite strike force. Take selfies mid-battle.
Fang Unit (B/C-ranks), core mission runners. Deadly. Stylish.
Tail Unit (D/E/F-ranks), support, odd-jobs, and walking bait. Jinho's team is here.
After the explaination.
Jinho is called into a meeting with the heads of Arcane R&D and HR.
Director Gong Seokjin peers over thick enchanted glasses.
"You broke a domain dungeon by thinking too hard. Impressive."
"I didn't mean to."
"Intent is irrelevant. You're what we call a 'narrative disruptor.'"
"What does that mean?"
"It means," said Ms. Jang with a smile so kind it felt like a death threat, "you now fall under both Arcane Observation and Risk Containment. Congratulations."
"…Is this a promotion or a warning?"
"Why not both?"
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Jinho is sent down to Sublevel 4, aka "The Basement Where The Dungeon Core Talks Back."
There, he meets a man in a bathrobe with five pens in his hair.
Dr. Nam Il-jun, Dungeon Linguist / Head of Core Translation Dept.
"Ah, Kang Jinho! You're the bug boy. Excellent! We've never had one of you live this long!"
"I'm not a bug."
"You're not just a bug. You're a system echo with non-standard causality drift. Fascinating!"
He shoves Jinho into a glowing scanner and hands him a popsicle.
[ERROR FIELD SCAN – Results Inconclusive]
"This Hunter's existence causes system confusion."
"Estimated Power Tier: [??] fluctuating between D and SS at random."
"Classification: Freelance Glitch. Caution advised."
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Meanwhile, in the Lounge...
While Jinho is getting poked and scanned, the elite team Claw Unit watches the replay of his boss fight.
A beautiful hunter with silver braids, their leader, Kim Saera (S-rank, Ice Dominion) laughs so hard she drops her protein bar.
"He hit a boss with a frying pan and won."
Another Claw member snorts. Hwang Taekyu (A-rank, Duelist) says, "At this rate, he's either going to die in a week or become a guild executive by accident."
"Should we recruit him?" Saera asks.
Taekyu shakes his head. "Let Mirae keep him. I want to see what happens when he crashes an S-rank gate."
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Back to the Surface
On his way back to the rookie lounge, Jinho checks his UI.
[You have survived 2 guild missions.]
[Rank Evaluation: Pending. You remain… confusing.]
[Title Acquired: One Who Confuses the Algorithm]
Bonus: +15% chance to invalidate enemy logic
Side Effect: Enemies may rant existential questions mid-battle
~Dinggggg!~ . Jinho's phone receive a text. He grab his phone inside his pocket and saw that Mirae texts him.
Tomorrow's mission briefing is at 7 a.m. sharp. You'll be working with a guest instructor from Fang Unit. Try not to glitch reality. Again.
Jinho sighs. "Can I at least get a better pan?"
System Notification:
[Your frying pan has grown fond of you. It purrs.]
"…Okay. Guess that's a no."