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Dungeons Online

"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?

MotivatedSloth · Games
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Desperation

The feeling of having all his skills suddenly cease to work was akin to falling down to the ground from a high elevation. Because not only did Tom lose his access to activating any of his further skills, all of the abilities that he had active died down as well. 

'Just what the heck is this?' he thought, looking down at his leg. Sadly, the blindness caused by the flash of light before still lingered. For now, he could barely distinguish major shapes in his surroundings. 

"Did you really think that you could come to this world and do as you please?" the guild master asked in a mocking manner. "Still, it's impressive of you to avoid three of the mylerit chains. I guess going for the extra effort was the right choice to make," she added before her voice was broken by the sudden clicking sound.