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

**Since people are likely to get confused - The scene moves to the inner side of the Online Hub, PoV goes back to its high-manager Peter, the time doesn't change**

"We encountered some kind of problem, as usual," Peter reported, directly reading from the sheet of paper he had prepared. "I was informed by the manager responded that it's some kind of local coding issue," the manager of the online hub raised his head, looking right at the lenses of the small camera in the wall.

"Problems, problems and problems," the young girl on the other end of the call sighed. "Ever since you were assigned your post, your reports are nothing but problems," she said, fixing a small detail of her hair.

Peter's headache