Purple Eclipse

On the day when purple fog filled the city, Li Yang was having dinner at his adoptive parents' house. The TV signal was gone, the radio was just white noise, and unwanted sounds started coming from the building. Sealed doors and windows cannot block the fog, nor can they block the changes. The mark on the back of my neck that had been there since birth was burning. He didn't know what it was. All he knew was that when those things that were once his relatives blocked him in the alley, the mark burned - and then the world went dark. When he opened his eyes again, there were only two piles of ashes on the ground. He couldn't remember what happened. The End of Cthulhu. Under the purple mist, everything is distorted. A story about survival, loss, and what's left after everything is lost.