More than 2 centuries of Womynkind's bloody struggle for gender equality have passed. In the Beyonce's I the Slaying Queen re-educational camp, on the floor of a small chamber before the crematoriums lies a sorry, broken creature.

The last man alive.

Naked and disoriented, mentally and physically broken many years ago, he lies, curled up, twitching sporadically and mumbling gibberish.

Standing upon him, Qshaqeesha Ferrari, rank 3 correctional officer, commences a standart procedure of gender education.

  • "You're fucking white male!!! Sexist pig!!!" Qshaqeesha screeches as She hits him with a rusty steel pipe - "You reek of your privilege! Why don't you want Womyn in STEM?!!"

  • "mMMMmmm MM MMmmmMMM!!!" is the only type of sounds the sorry creature can utter in response, as it makes weak, instinctive attempts to cover itself from incoming barrage of hits.

  • "STOP RAPING MEEEE!!!" Qshaqeesha screams even louder, - "YOU ARE NOT ENTITLED TO MY BODY!!!"

They never really explained to Qshaqeesha what those crimes are in the Herstory class, and how exactly they hurt Womyn, but it doesn't quench Her passion to continue the Fight for Equal Rights.

  • "MmmMMM MM m AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!" - The cry full of agony echoes between the depressive grey walls of the block. Most of the facility has been empty for decades now, only one other block, repurposed for Womyn perpetrating unrealistic body standarts, operates at full capacity now.

  • "Womyn! Are! Not! OBJECTS!!!" Qshaqeesha points the end of the pipe against inmate's scarwny ribcage and uses the momentum of her Big Beautiful Body to deliver the final blow. The cracking of bone. The wet sound of tearing flesh. The man twitches one more time and finally stops moving. his facial expression relieved and almost... happy? Blood runs from his chest wound as well as from other smaller wounds. The blood not unlike the Sacred Moon Blood they celebrage at the church. Even passing into oblivion they are still opressing is. Can this fight for equality really be over?