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

"Sir, are you ready?" Peter asked cautiously once the two of them got far enough from each other. Since they were going to test their domains, the starting point required them to invoke their domains in a way that wouldn't interfere with the other.

"Let's get this over with!" Tom shouted, closing his eyes and pushing his will outwards.

'The feeling itself is pretty weird,' Tom thought, suddenly feeling the presence of everything within a small circle around his body. Every gust of wind, every particle of dust, everything was within the sphere of his influence.

"One more moment, sir!" Peter shouted over, still not ready with his domain.

For a skill that would feel completely natural to use in a battle, it was pretty hard to invoke it without the heat of a fight.

Thankfully, before long, Peter managed to pull his weight through.

Clashing domains