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

"Cleo?" Krist asked. His body twitched lightly. "What happened?" The man's looks sharpened.

Marvin in the lobby raised his eyes at the messenger.

"Sir, I'm not really sure, just got the call from the bottom," Tom's 'cousin' passed the phone to Cleo's father.

"The girl is okay," Mathew spoke to the phone. As one from the older generation, he served both with Krist and Tom's father back in the war. And with Krist on the surface, he held the front in the tunnels. "It seems little Tom is growing faster than anticipated," Mathew added in his low, raspy voice.

"Need help?" Kris asked, getting straight to the point. 'From the feel of the situation, I guess she woke up rather abruptly,' the man thought for a second. With Mathew's assurance, he didn't need to worry about his daughter.

Rather than that, he could pull his full attention to solving the situation.

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