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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?

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There is always a beneficiary

"I still can't understand one thing," Kira muttered a long while after the two of them dropped the topic of the war. 

Whether it was the complete silence that hung between her and Tom, simple curiosity, or complete lack of other topics that she could use to talk, Tom didn't know. 

However, he could tell that talking to him was nothing more than Kira's attempts at improving her situation later on. 

After all, just like it was hard to hate someone who one knew as a sympathetic guy or gal, she was likely aiming to have her punishment eased once she would be more than just a nameless enemy. 

"What is it?" Tom asked after releasing a deep sigh.