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

"So it's actually true," Claudia muttered under her nose as she looked around the place.

"It looks exactly the same. While that reason alone isn't sufficient proof, there is a simple way to find out whether I'm right or not," Tom shrugged his shoulders before taking his backpack off.

Soon, the reason for why it was nearly as high as the man himself was revealed as Tom pulled out two pulse rifles from it.

"Here, take it," he passed one of the weapons to the girl, who lost all of her equipment outside of the gloves she requested before. In fact, if she didn't wear them in advance, she would lose them as well.

"Seriously? A gun?" Claudia looked up at Tom's face. "Aren't we supposed to fight in the same way we did while playing?" she asked while inspecting the rifle with confusion.

'She never had a gun in her hands before,' Tom thought as he noticed how awkward she was while holding the modern piece of equipment.

First monsters