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

"Men!" The major shouted. "Stand down!" he ordered with a stern voice, clearly dissatisfied with their actions. Yet, although he showed an unhappy face, Tom could see through how fake it was.

Yet, despite the major clearly trying to hide his real feelings, Tom actually smiled.

'Well, there is nothing wrong with one being happy to have competent followers,' he thought, feeling how his dire situation stopped weighing him down for a short moment.

Sadly, it was just that. A short moment. Before the major could say another word, Tom's soul returned to its previous self, burdened by all the things that were on his mind.

Deal with the Major