Global Purge

"Did you hear? Los Angeles has already turned into a ghost city. The people there either died at the hands of monsters or abandoned everything and fled their homes."

"One of my cousins is in Los Angeles. I called her several times yesterday and sent more than a dozen emails, but there was no response at all."

"Ah, then I'm afraid..."

"My condolences."

Hunter Currant's family hurriedly packed up some valuables, planning to flee the remote town where they had lived for half their lives.

Now that the moment of parting had truly come, the family gazed wistfully at the old house before them, where they had lived for decades and made countless memories.

His son, Little Hunter, loaded clothes and daily necessities into the RV, then honked the horn to urge his father to get in.

Hunter nodded apologetically to his neighbor.

"Buddy, we're leaving first. The United Government has built more than a dozen secure refuge cities across North America.

"We're heading for Detroit Base City. It's the closest one to us.

"The United Government staff told us that ever since the war in the Solar System broke out, nowhere on Earth has been safe anymore."

"Our human forces are stretched far too thin. Most of them have been deployed to the edge of the Solar System to fight, leaving the rear areas like ours poorly defended."

Hunter's neighbor was a gray-haired old man. He wore thick reading glasses and needed a cane to walk. He was more than a decade older than Hunter.

The old man watched helplessly as his neighbor's entire family prepared to relocate.

"War after war—first on Earth, then in space. When will it ever end?"

"I thought the world would know peace after World War II. Who knew it was only the beginning?"