Authority: Unregistered의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 100

KAMB's emergency assignment chamber was louder than usual.Not because anyone was shouting—not yet—but because too many screens were active at once, too many analysts were speaking into too many headsets, and every few seconds another update slid across the wall-sized tactical board, changing the shape of the morning again.Twelve red markers burned across the map of Korea: One A-rank, two B-rank, four C-rank, three D-rank, and two E-rank. No gate types had been identified yet. There were only rank estimates, regional positions, stability readings, and the growing sense that the country had been handed too many problems at once.Director Adrian Cross stood at the head of the table, his hands resting flat against the edge. Around him sat senior KAMB officials, field coordinators, and logistics officers—the people who had spent the last hour trying to turn national panic into something that resembled structure.Cassian Verity stood slightly apart from the table, tablet in hand, his expr

The gate swallowed sound first.One step through, and the world outside vanished so completely that even Mira stopped talking for half a second. Then the smell hit. Rot. Not the clean decay of dead leaves or old blood, but something wetter—something simultaneously alive and spoiled.Mira made a face, her nose wrinkling in genuine disgust. "Oh, absolutely not."Lucien drew his blade, the edge shimmering with a restless light as he scanned the gloom. "Yeah. I hate this already."The loading yard outside had been twisted into a dark reflection of itself. The bones of the industrial district remained—steel frames, broken container stacks, concrete lanes—but everything was overtaken by a parasitic growth. Thick, black-red matter crawled over the walls and pooled in veined clusters along the ground. Pipes bulged like overstuffed arteries, and half-collapsed cranes leaned over the ruin like broken ribs.Then, the system interface flickered into existence. [Gate Type Confirmed] [Cla

The Chimera gathered itself again.Its broken crown pulsed wetly under the split black growths, and the yard answered with a shudder that ran through every warped beam and corruption-vein around them. Mira grimaced, her hands tightening on her chains. "It's doing the ugly thing again.""That narrows it down very little," Kaida said, her eyes locked on her tablet even as she braced her feet against the vibrating concrete.The thing lunged. Not at Garrick this time, but at Kairos. It was fast—fast enough that it almost looked like the monster's whole body had simply folded forward across the distance rather than running it. Seris moved first, but Nox's voice was already cutting through the air."Down."Kairos dropped instantly. Garrick pivoted in the same breath, his shield slamming into the Chimera's strike just inches above Kairos's head. The crack of the impact rang through the yard like a gunshot. The force drove Garrick sideways, his boots tearing through the black-red sludge as he

KAMB's temporary field command center had been assembled fast, which meant it looked exactly like something built by people who expected disaster and only had an hour to decorate it.Portable walls. Fold-out consoles. Too many cables. Too much light. Too many exhausted officials pretending they were still fresh.Aurora had been directed there immediately after the media window. Lucien stepped inside, looked around once, and said, "I miss chairs that belong to me.""You don't deserve chairs that belong to you," Mira said."That felt personal.""It was tired."Kaida was already scanning the room. "Command uplink. Tactical display. Live secure channel. They really are doing the second-wave review right now."Mira looked at the ceiling like she was appealing to fate directly. "Can't national emergencies at least wait until we've washed our faces?""No," Seris said."That was cruelly immediate."Garrick exhaled once and leaned against the nearest temporary partition. "We knew this was happ

The last remaining Aurora-assigned gate would not behave.That was the problem.Adrian Cross stood in KAMB's central command room with one hand braced against the tactical table, staring at the same E-rank marker that had been irritating him for the better part of an hour. The rank had not changed. It still read E. But the pressure around it would not hold still.Every other gate Korea had seen so far had followed the same basic pattern: rank steady, pressure steady, then collapse after clear. The first gate. The five simultaneous gates. The first-wave deployments from today. Different scales, different threat levels, same basic rule.This one kept shifting. Not escalating cleanly, not stabilizing—just changing. Small rises. Drops. Uneven pulses. Brief distortions. Then another shift again. Always E-rank. Never normal.Cassian Verity stood beside Cross with a tablet in hand, expression unreadable as ever. One of the analysts enlarged the pressure graph on the nearest screen. "The rank