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

"Come on, we are so close!" Claudia desperately smashed her fists into the hordes of monsters of endless variety... As far as the monsters were varied within the dungeon itself, that is.

Between war goblins, demonic hellhounds, and ogre lieutenants, Tom preferred the latter. Both hoblins and hellhounds always came in great numbers. On the other hand, ogres always acted more individually, limiting their numbers for the sake of greater strenght.

Yet, that was the case on the former floors.

Right now, Tom faced an endless horde of monsters of all types. The spiders, gnolls, some kind of meaty abominations... Tom had no time to think between striking the strong opponents down and making sure neither of the girls had too much fight to handle.

"Just one more floor!" Tom encouraged the group. No matter how endless the horde was, they could fight it off. The difference in strenght was just too unreal.

Almost there