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

"It sure is easy to return with powerful adventurers like you," Krater said once they reached the twentieth floor. Given all the delays they experienced on the way, its boss already managed to spawn again, threatening the entire group.

Yet, even though it managed to get a jump on their now bigger group, Claudia jumped at it right in time to cleave its entire body in two with a random smash of her fist.

"It's just the difference in power," Tom shook his arms. Ever since the battle during which one of the girls from the other party died, he didn't show his abilities at all. Even though he held his spear in his hand through all this time, he stubbornly refused to use it. "If my guess is correct, you should be able to deal with this boss all on your own," Tom added, pointing the tip of his weapon at the already deceased monster.

Attack of the cliche