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

"Huh?" In a single instance, three voices united in a single expression of surprise.

Tom exhaled the air. His eyes widened a little. He didn't expect his desperate wish to actually work.

The guild master looked down at the spear protruding from her stomach. Her raised eyebrows proved how shocked she was by the sudden attack.

The strange man in black raised one of his eyebrows, more curious than shocked.

'So that's how it works,' Tom thought, forcing this strange feeling of control to burn itself on his soul and mind. 'Wait, wasn't it spearmage domain rather than just spear domain?' he thought as an idea popped up in his head.

"What just happened?" The guild master uttered only to spew out a mouthful of blood. The stone that she so readily wanted to press against the crystal slab slipped out of her fingers.

She is as good as dead