"I have taken the slave iq test and passed with flying colors. So you can tell the grabber lingering near me that capturing me will lead to financial compensation." The man looked at you and backed off. Woman, "Too bad you'd make me a lot of money." you sneer at her and say, "How can you encourage this. Even with the awful history that led to this you're still a woman!" She looks at you and said, "My grandparents were born in the high time of the matriarchy. My grandfather was never asked who he wished to marry. Nor was he asked if he wanted children. Nor was he asked if he wanted to impregnate a dozen other women that grew bored of their husbands and 'disposed' of them. We women did awful things in the 130 years we had power. I see it as my duty to repay my forefathers who suffered during the rein of terror our despicable gender had." You look at her and said, "Do you believe this should end after 130 years?" Woman, "I have already started the movement. My father started the rebellion." You look at this silver-aged woman in awe, "close to 80 years ago now the matriarchy fell and the slave trade was formed to quash any counter-rebellions. In my childhood, the matriarchs were mindless cripples, a girl who sided with the matriarchs were killed on the spot, and a girl who sided with the patriarchs were rewarded with full slave immunity. I have children now, who have children, and I've raised them in true equality. I'm 75 now, if I live to be 125, and that's likely given our current medical tech, I'll hopefully see the day the slave-trade falls and everyone lives in equality. But having the slave trade is the lesser of two evils over the matriarchy. So if this system doesn't end in 50 years I'll still see the world as improved." You look back to see the truck gone and you go to the lodge, a secret daughter of the matriarch, and you've got your evidence, OH SHIT. At that moment soldiers came busting into your meeting, bullets flying, matriarchs dying. You were the woman you met earlier, who followed you to the base. Some other matriarchs were still alive but wounded and she said, "You said you'd lead us to the hive and you delivered, congratulations on clearing your name of treachery. The news plastered your name as the traitor-matriarch who helped destroy the biggest base in the counter-rebellion. You knew none of your sister's would believe you. It was inevitable, the final matriarchs marched for one last attempt to reverse the slave trade. You were found and as soon as they found you pepper spray and soldiers met your sisters. The whole matriarchy knelt there, the society of matriarch's learning your treachery was a patriarchy ploy to pull them out. You were the first to be executed. People cheered and no one heeded the words of your sisters. On that day the matriarchy permanently died. 50 years later anyone who supported gender equality was silenced. The slave trade grew and 55 years after your death no woman was smart enough to pass the Slave id test. 60 years after your death an uprising of free women trying for equality was quashed with fatal results. 61 years after your death the only women left on earth were already slave either by capture or by birth. 65 years after your death scientists had mutated the human genome so that chromosomes that developed the brain were only found on the y chromosome. Thus meaning that, given the shorter lifespan of slaves, aka women, 95 years after your death there was not a woman alive that had free thought. 100 years after your death the slave trade was found to be an antiquated system and was abolished. 200 years after your death society had been made to forget that women and men were ever equal and according to the history books women being near mindless slaves was a natural way of life since cave times and it was impossible to fix and no one ever questioned it.
wife 6 was in labor with you. Your dad stood there as the doctor and the nurses, all male of course, delivered you. When he impregnated your mom he was hoping to finally have a son to carry on his legacy. Wives 1-5 had failed him and given him daughters. That didn't mean they would continue to fail him but a son means your name would survive. Daughters did not have names and were given to another man's son as soon as she could procreate. There was no need to have any emotional connection to a girl, but a son meant survival, a daughter meant another burden until you could rid yourself of her. Curse female nature, why are they so dumb that they can't even care for kids. He stood there with your five sisters preparing for...
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