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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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NOT THIS SPEAR

'Well, it's easier said than done,' Tom thought when he failed at yet another attempt at controlling the flow of energy. Even though they managed to climb through half of the remaining floors before their meeting with Cleo, he was still at the same spot as when he revealed his plan to Claudia.

"I see," Claudia said with a small smile. "Don't beat yourself because of it. It was all but a guess in the first place. Who knows if it is actually possible?" she asked, trying to cheer Tom up. 

"If I failed now, I can only try harder next time," Tom countered. He then sent the girl a slightly condescending look. "And the same applies to you. Since we are both aware of how small the chances are of me obtaining that derivative, you should focus on getting that kind of skill yourself," he added, looking down on the girl.