MotivatedSloth

"Hello, sir. Are you cashing out or leveling up?"

Dungeons Online was the first game that cracked the system. Let nerds earn by nerding, and they will nerd forever. And Dungeons Online did just that. 

Noobs turned into middle-class workers. Pro-players turned into celebrities and multi-millionaires. 

And there was Tom. Likely, the only top ranker that lived off the scraps and cat-food. A courtesy of his father that went and disappeared, leaving Tom with just enough money to survive until his graduation. Until the day where the option of cashing out would appear.

Dungeons Online. A game where developers never shared a single bit of information. A game where the death of one's avatar is permanent. A game that can turn a beggar into a lord just as quickly as turning a celebrity into nobody. 

But where does all this money comes from? How is it connected to the unnatural disaster that all governments across the world buried any information off? And how is this all connected to Tom's missing father?

Dungeons Online

"What are we going to do now?" Claudia asked, slowly getting over the confusion and terror that rampaged through her mind.

"Right now?" Tom repeated her question before shaking his head. "We wait," he announced before finding a place to sit at.

But he was the only one resting. Before Claudia could make up her mind whether she should just stand and wait or follow the example of the only person she knew, everyone started to move.

Some people came from the tunnel carrying heavy boxes. The group that was here by the time Tom and Claudia arrived was already busy working around a messy sea of cables. In the small confinement of this dug-out space, only Tom, Claudia, and Cleo could just laze around.

"Boss, are you going with the standard set or...?" one of the men approached Tom and asked.

Cleo, you are up