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

"Let's take a short break," Tom said once the group reached the fiftieth level. With the boss of the floor defeated, they had at least two hours before monsters would start respawning on the floor, making the boss-room a great place to take some rest.

"What, are you tired already?" Marvin asked with a small smile. "Or are you that hurried to lay down with my sister?' he asked, his smirk turning into a smirk.

"I could go through this entire dungeon in one sitting," Tom replied, rolling his eyes. "At the current state, both yours and Cleo's stamina also allow you to do that," he added, only to nod with his chin at the pair lagging behind. "But the same cannot be said about them."

Out of the group of five, there were only two people who had yet to consume a single stone.

It was Kira and Rufus, the kid who ended up in their party for some strange reason.

Small break