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

The first merge of the groups happened right on the seventieth floor. What could easily become a disaster of people appearing through the gates at the same time, falling into each other and turning a relatively organized crowd into a panicked mess...

Thankfully, it didn't happen. Thanks to the organization and strict scheduling, people appeared at the seventieth-floor gate one by one, with relatively long gaps of time in between.

'Thank God,' Tom thought, watching over the developing situation as more and more people amassed at the entry of the seventieth floor.

The floor itself was already thoroughly cleaned from the monsters, with some of the small group leaders still standing guard throughout the corridors, watching out for any potential leftover monster.

What the hell are you waiting for?