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

"Well..." Tom hesitated. For how pragmatic he was, he wasn't naive enough to believe his approach to life would be shared by everyone else in the family. 'And there is a bit of truth in what they said,' he thought, biting his lips due to this unexpected problem.

"How about we divide your luggage amongst others?" Marvin proposed, noticing Tom's distress. "This way, you won't be just a dead weight," he added, clearly hoping to infuriate those people.

After all, as counterproductive as it was to operate with someone emotional, it was also far easier to make them do stuff one wanted.

Breaching the dome