A failed medical warfare has wiped out 97% of the world's population. The remaining are thriving to live in the abandoned world, not knowing what saved them. I am Kira, one of the survivors who has no meaning of life anymore.
I watched my family and friends and all my loved ones suffer and die one by one. The leaders of the 1st world tried to develop a virus that will affect people with certain DNA structure. They wanted to make a world owned by them with no one to oppose them. But that virus was accidentally released into the world while doing a secret field test. Even though they tried to keep it secret at first, it was completely unnecessary. The whole world had already been given a death sentence.
I am looking for some food here. I just broke into someone's home to steal food, clothes and anything else I can find. I wish there was someone who saw me doing this and reported me. I wish I was penalised for it. But it has been exactly 416 days of me being alone. 416 silent days and haunted nights has passed. Is there anyone else? If yes, then are they also grieving in silence? All alone? Hoping someone would be their compassionate partner?
I have food, drinks, shelter, hopefully safety. Please God, if there's anyone who can soothe my awful loneliness and bleeding heart, please send them to me.
I woke up suddenly. Something feels different. I can hear something but it doesn't seem like those hallucinations I had before. I can hear multiple voices! There are people! Oh God! Please help me.
I run outside. It has been long since I've felt alive. There are 4 men looking into houses. He saw me! One of them saw me! I can give them some food. I can help them. Please talk to me. I lost everyone. Please.
They're coming towards me. Something doesn't feel right but I shake it off. Today ends my 417 lonely days.
"Hello, lady. Nice to see you alive. What's your name?"
"I'm Kira. Are you looking for food?"
"Oh! You have food! To share!"
"I went to find some yesterday. I can share some."
"That's very kind of you." They're trying to go inside. Even though I've longed for company, my instinct is forbidding me to let them come close.
"Wait here" I blurted out. "I can bring you some stuff. I will help you. Just wait outside for me." My mind is giving me warnings. Is it that so called woman's intuition? The one my parents kept me safe from?
"Kira, you're the first female survivor we've seen after we left our area last month." I can see lust behind their eyes. No way. They're humans. This is no time that they'll harm me, right.
"Look, this is a threatening time to us humans. We should help each other."
"That's what we're trying to do. You said you'd help us. We're getting help."
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I screamed.
But I am not strong enough to protect myself. They threw me inside. It feels like a horrible nightmare. But the pain reminds me this is it. I'm left here to die. They took away the necessities I had. They took away my life. I'm now covered in blood. I can't think any more. Mom, dad I'm gonna meet you soon.
Logan has been held kneeling down. No, they didn't harm him. But here he is, waiting for what the 'Goddess' rules for him. Even in this isolated world that has barely changed since the disaster 20 years ago, the Goddess has become more fearful than anything else. The Goddess who has been ruling the fate of men. 'Men'? Logan hasn't seen one for long. Even though his head is down, he knows she's here.
"Let me see his face."
Logan now looks up. The face covered with embroidered veil doesn't look terrifying.
"Take him away now."
"Goddess, why do I have to die?" Logan cries out. Someone tries to drag him out.
"Let him" Goddess stops them. "I will listen to you. Say what you want."
Logan takes it as his last chance. "The world had died 20 years ago. There are barely people out here. Or should I say just women?" "How dare you to disrespect her?"-someone shouts at him.
"Let him say"- Goddess stops them again.
"Goddess, you have been capturing men and ruling whether they'll live or not. When the people should help each other, you have separated them. And that by gender! You are called Goddess then you should help them."
"Look at me, boy." Logan looks at her face and looks down immediately. He's shocked. He's scared.
"LOOK AT MY FACE!" Logan can't disobey the voice. He has never heard this kind of voice.
"What do you see, boy? I was 16 when the world died. That was when I lost everyone. I was ready to help all needed. But 4 men killed me in name of help. After they satisfied their lust, they carved my face as if it was a wooden canvas. When I cried and bled out they laughed and then left to die. But God had saved me. I was saved to do something and this was it."
Logan tries for his life, " But... but what about reproduction? How will babies be born if I too die?"
"Look there, boy. It is the most beautiful scenery. A mother holding her baby. That baby was born in her womb without any man. Men are not anymore needed to maintain life. Their only use is no longer needed."
"Goddess..." "Look around boy. All these women were also killed in soul by men. It took me 20 years to come this far. You should accept your fate."
Tears start rolling down Logan's face. This is the end of his life. There's nothing he can say that will make a difference.
"Take him away. And make it as quick as possible. He's the last man left on earth. Don't cause him too much pain."
My work has finally been finished. For last 18 years I gathered ill-fated women like me. Gave them empathy, sympathy, strength. The last man on earth has been executed today. Mom, dad your Kira has done her work. Now we'll build a new world. A world with peace and harmony. A world without men.
