15 of July 2024
A male news anchor was reading the news.
"Today,
an unnatural type of dungeon was spotted near Seoul Station.
People who witnessed it stated that
a portal opened in the middle of the road—
and captured a person.
The person who went inside was identified as a civilian.
Name: Mi-Woo.
Age: 20 years old.
Now, let's talk to the experts
to hear what they have to say about this incident.
Let's connect with Miss Baek Chorok,
a researcher who once worked at Neo-Takshshila."
A green-haired girl appeared on the screen via video call.
Her eyes were sharp—her tone calm.
"With the footage, mana meter readings,
and satellite images, it's confirmed—
this was indeed the signature of a dungeon," she said.
"But we can't say anything about its rank yet.
Because it disappeared before completing its stabilization period."
She paused, letting her words sink in, then continued,
"You see, if any dungeon appears,
it takes at least one hour to stabilize.
Before that, it gives mixed readings—
so pinpointing its rank is hard."
The screen faded back to the anchor's face,
a concerned expression drawn across it.
"So… only God knows
what that man is going through now."
Anchor:
"We've just received more news from the site of the incident.
The Guild has seized the area where it occurred."
He shuffled his papers, voice steady yet grim.
"Whenever an unnatural dungeon appears,
calamity follows.
No one knows what kind of calamity
this disappearing dungeon will bring…"