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

"I didn't expect to hear that," Claudia muttered as the two of them followed the guild master to the room in the back of the guild.

"Don't tell me you didn't like it," Tom replied, putting a wide smile on his face.

"And just when did you get the misconception that sleeping together would lead to that?" Claudia asked with a lovely smile, leaning her head over her shoulder. "Don't tell me you still live in the past age standards," she muttered a moment later before sending her elbow towards Tom's side.

"Hey," Tom dodged, although only barely. "Can you stop with the nudges?" he asked in a normal voice. After all, there was nothing that they needed to hide about a small banter. "I could handle it once or twice, but you are getting too used to hitting me like that," Tom protested, sending the girl a dreadful stare.

Shaking the deal