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

"What the hell?!" Tom turned around, dropping his focus in an instant. For a mere moment, his guard fell down, allowing the man to strike right at his exposed back. And just like the guild master's case proved, no matter how strong one was, once a lethal hit would be dealt, no amount of strenght would save one from certain doom.

"Hey, can you hear me?!" Tom shouted, shaking Claudia by her shoulders. But the only thing that it achieved was the girl losing her balance and falling down to her knees. 'Fuck,' Tom cursed in his mind, catching the girl before she could slam her face against the rubble.

"What did you do to her?!" Tom shouted, turning his face towards the man in the black. The rage was burning in his eyes, more than ever before in his life.

Prophet and solution