It was everywhere. Messages subliminal and explicit in popular media encouraged women to cheat on their men. My girlfriend was ready to kill them.
For many months she had been martial arts training in an underground dojo. I came here to support her. The messages didn't reach here so it was sanctuary for us. Men's speech was outlawed so I wasn't able to train with her but I did help her to get ready.
My girlfriend went above ground and looked around. It had only been a few months but already the world looked quite different. She walked through the wasteland and found skeletal remains of men scattered around the road. She waited for a bus with its destination set for the city. When it arrived she used her new skills to jump up on the roof. She stood and waited, her long blonde hair flowing in the wind.
The cityscape eventually appeared over the horizon. She noticed a few letters had been altered on the sign. It now said "WELCOME TO CUCK CITY" in crude, cheap material. It was almost time.
She moved fast. She smashed signs and billboards advertising the "lifestyle", she covered the city in anti-cuckold graffiti, she smashed the jail cells of the men who had been silenced, she killed many people too, working off a hit list of anti-male feminists, influencers, pushers and their spokespeople. The streets turned red with blood.
Hours later she left the city on the roof of another bus. The city looked very different now that she had been done with it. Her new powers left it in ruins. She stood on the bus and waited until it passed by sanctuary again, the sun setting and leaving a brilliant blood red sky.
She got back to the underground dojo and we hugged with joy, looking forward to rebuilding civilisation again.
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