Scenario:After that day, the scarlet moon climbed into the sky In the sky, thick gray fog envelopes the whole world, each one indescribable The monsters have formulated their own rules and domains, and will Humanity is imprisoned; after that day, the human state of mind emerges Abnormal, they laughed maniacally and jumped into the abyss one by one, thirsty Seeking "truth" and "knowledge"; after that day, "he" led Standing up with humanity in mind...
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After that day, the scarlet moon climbed into the sky In the sky, thick gray fog envelopes the whole world, each one indescribable The monsters have formulated their own rules and domains, and will Humanity is imprisoned; after that day, the human state of mind emerges Abnormal, they laughed maniacally and jumped into the abyss one by one, thirsty Seeking "truth" and "knowledge"; after that day, "he" led Standing up with humanity in mind...
Chapter 1: The Fog
I used to wish for the fog to go away. I used to think that if it ever cleared up, then the world would be a better place. I used to believe that there was hope for humanity. That it was not too late for us to change.
But now, as I stood on this deserted road and gazed upon the thick gray mist that stretched before me, I realized that we were too far gone. That there was no going back. That we were doomed to live in this foggy nightmare forever.
I had spent my entire life studying the fog, trying to find its origins and understand how it worked. I thought that if we could understand the fog, then we could find a way to combat it. That we could somehow push it back and take back our world.
But I had been wrong. So very wrong.
The fog was everywhere. It was in the air, in the water, in the earth. It was an omnipresent force that could not be destroyed or controlled. It was as much a part of the world as the sun and the moon. It had always been here, even before humanity existed.
The fog was the reason why humans could not leave their cities. It was the reason why all the plants and animals outside the cities had died. It was the reason why humans had to live in fear and darkness, always looking over their shoulders and hiding from the monsters that lurked in the fog.
The fog was the reason for everything.
It was also the reason why humans were going insane.
The fog was not just a physical barrier that kept humans inside the cities. It was also a metaphysical prison that trapped our souls and drove us to madness. The longer a human stayed outside the city limits, the more their mind would deteriorate and their body would wither away.
That was why we had to stay inside the cities at all times and never venture out into the foggy realms beyond.
Some people believed that there was a way to control the fog, to bend it to our will and use it for our own purposes. They believed that if they could harness its power, then they could become gods and rule over all creation.
Those people were fools.
No one could control the fog. No one could change its nature or bend it to their will. The fog was an ancient force that could not be tamed or controlled. It was pure chaos and destruction, a force of nature that could not be reasoned with or understood.
It was a force of death and rebirth, of creation and destruction.
It was a force of madness.
The fog was not just a physical barrier that kept humans inside the cities. It was also a metaphysical prison that trapped our souls and drove us to insanity. The longer a human stayed outside the city limits, the more their mind would deteriorate and their body would wither away.
But I was different.
I had spent my entire life studying the fog, trying to find its origins and understand how it worked. I thought that if we could understand the fog, then we could find a way to combat it. That we could somehow push it back and take back our world.
I had always been different from other people. While most humans were content to live in ignorance and fear, I had always been curious about the world around me. I had always wanted to know more, to understand how everything fit together and what lay beyond our little corner of the universe.
I had always been a scientist at heart.
I had spent my entire life studying the fog, trying to find its origins and understand how it worked. I thought that if we could understand the fog, then we could find a way to combat it. That we could somehow push it back and take back our world.
When I was a child, I had always been fascinated by the scarlet moon. It was a beautiful, otherworldly sight that never failed to capture my imagination. I had spent countless hours staring up at the night sky, trying to catch a glimpse of that elusive crimson orb. It had always felt like a forbidden secret, something that held the key to unlocking the mysteries of the universe.
But as I grew older, I came to realize that the scarlet moon was more than just a source of wonder and fascination. It was a symbol of hope, a beacon that inspired me to pursue knowledge and understanding, no matter the cost. I became determined to unravel the mysteries of the scarlet moon, to uncover the truth behind its enigmatic presence in our sky.
It was no surprise that I became one of the most dedicated researchers in our community, spending countless hours in the lab, working tirelessly to unlock the secrets of the scarlet moon.
I stood on a deserted road, surrounded by thick gray mist. At one time, these roads were filled with cars, but now there were none.
As I thought about the night, it was all coming back to me.
I had been driving to meet with the others. We were going to team up with the rebels in another city.
As I was driving, I got a call from Felix, one of my friends and fellow wanderers.
He warned me that the rebels had fallen into a trap and told me not to come.
I couldn't just abandon them, so I made a detour and drove towards them.
Felix tried to stop me, but I was determined to help our friends.
I chose to drive through a small town called Silver Lake, hoping to avoid attention.
It was a risky move, but I was willing to take the chance to save the rebels from the trap they had fallen into.
As I drove through the town, I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.
The emptiness and silence made my skin crawl, and I couldn't ignore the sense of unease that settled over me.
But I pushed forward, focused on reaching the others and getting them out of danger.
There was a good reason for it. The rebels had fallen into a trap. Felix had warned him not to come. The rebels were doomed. They just didn’t know it yet. But he couldn’t just abandon them. Not like this. He had to go. He had to.
He made a detour.
Felix tried to stop him.
He wouldn’t listen.
“This is madness,” Felix said. “You can’t go there. You can’t help them.”
“I have to,” he said.
“You’re going through Silver Lake,” Felix said.
“I have no choice,” he said.
“Damien,” Felix said. “Don’t be stupid. That place is crawling with monsters. You’re not ready for that.”
“I have no choice,” he said.
Even if he had known about the consequences of his actions, he would have chosen the same path. If he knew what was going to happen later, he still would have chosen the same path. There was no other way. There never was any other way.
He wouldn’t give up on his friends.
The emptiness and silence made his skin crawl. He wasn’t sure what he was expecting. The town had been abandoned since before he was born. No cars or people or anything else. Just buildings and trees and fog.
The fog seemed thicker here than it did outside of town. It was easier to ignore in the almost-deserted cities, but here it felt like it was alive and hungry and waiting for him to make a mistake so it could finally beat him down and swallow him whole.
He shook his head violently. He couldn’t think like that. He’d die before he let anything happen to his friends.
A few more turns in the road and he could see something in the distance. He pulled over on the side of the road and killed the engine. It would be faster if he walked from here.
He got out of the truck and started walking. The fog seemed to be growing thicker, but he couldn’t worry about it. He just needed to keep moving. He kept his eyes on the ground, trying to keep his mind off the fog. It didn’t help. He could feel it pressing against him, seeping into his mind, trying to overwhelm him.
He forced himself to keep walking. He couldn’t stop now. He couldn’t turn back now. He just needed to keep moving. Keep moving. Keep—
He heard something and stopped. He knew it was just his mind playing tricks on him, but he knew that he also wasn’t wrong.
“Yes,” he said to the fog. “I’m here. Come and get me.”
Silence.
He took a deep breath and kept walking. He wanted to run, but he wouldn’t let himself run. Running wouldn’t help anything.
He put one foot in front of the other and ignored the prickling at the back of his neck.
As he walked, he saw a light in the distance. It flickered and moved, like someone was carrying it. He picked up his pace and started walking toward it.
As he got closer, he realized it was a person, and they were running toward him.
“Wait!” he called out as he ran toward them. “Stop!”
But they didn’t stop. They kept running toward him, until they were close enough that he could see their face.
Aria.
He stopped in shock. He couldn’t believe it. She looked pale and terrified but completely human. She threw herself into his arms.
“Damien?” she said.
“Yeah,” he said, trying not to sound as surprised as he felt as he hugged her back. “It’s me.”
“How did you get here? What are you doing here?”
“I came for you,” he said.
“Me?” she asked, looking confused.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
she asked, pulling away from him and looking at him with wide eyes. She looked around. “Where’s everyone else?”
“It’s just me.” He didn’t know what she was talking about, but there was no time to ask her now. “I came to get you.”
“Felix said I shouldn’t come.” She sounded miserable, like she’d known it would end like this all along, but he wasn’t going to let her give up like that.
“What happened?” he asked her. “Where’s Felix?”
“There was a trap.” She looked away. “I don’t know how he knew, but he called me right before they got us.”
“Who?”
“The creatures.” She looked back at him. “I’m the only one left. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know where to go.”
“You’re coming with me,” he said.
“Where?”
“Anywhere is better than here.”
“Are you sure?”
He nodded. “Yeah.” He put an arm around her shoulders. She was small and fragile, and she leaned heavily on him as he started guiding her back toward the car. It was a long walk back, but when they reached it, it felt like a miracle that it was still there.
“What happened?” Aria asked as Damien put her in the passenger seat.
“What do you mean?”
“The car—the traps—”
“It’s fine.”
“How?”
He didn’t answer that, just went to check on the engine. As he expected, it was still warm. They’d been here recently. But there was no sign of anyone, no footprints, nothing. There was no point in staying here any longer than they had to, so he got in behind the wheel and started driving again as soon as he could.
“Where are we going?”
Aria asked as they drove away.
“Anywhere safe,” he said.
“Like where?”
He didn’t answer. There was nowhere safe, not really. It was just a matter of choosing the best bad option. After a while, she stopped asking. She looked exhausted, but eventually she fell asleep. He kept driving. There was nothing else to do. They didn’t talk. There was nothing to say. It felt like they’d been driving forever when she finally woke up again.
“Are we there yet?”
she asked when she saw that it was still dark outside the windows.
“Not yet,” he said. “Go back to sleep.”
She shook her head. “I can’t sleep anymore.”
“Why not?”
She sighed heavily. “I don’t know. I guess I’m still scared.”
“Of what?”
“Of… whatever is going on.”
He nodded. “Me too.”
“You’re scared?”
It was hard to tell if she was surprised or not. “Yeah.”
“What are we going to do next? Do you have a plan?”
“We go back to the house. We regroup.”
“We can’t go back there—”
“We have to. We can’t stay out here.”
“But what if they follow us?”
“That’s the risk we’ll have to take.”
She seemed to consider that for a moment before she said, “But you were the ones who told me it wasn’t safe.”
“That’s why we need to get out of here. The longer we stay, the more dangerous it becomes.”
“How can something that dangerous be so close to Silver Lake?” he said in despair.
“A lot of things can be hidden in the fog.” She sounded almost angry at him for his ignorance.
“Like what?” he asked.
“Like… things that aren’t supposed to exist on this side of the scarlet moon.” She saw his confusion and said, “You said you weren’t from here.”
“I’m not.”
“Well, if you were, you’d know that weird things happen around the scarlet moon.”