It was supposed to be an ordinary Tuesday. The sun rose like it had for millennia, washing the world in golden hues, and people went about their business. But that morning, something impossible happened. It was subtle at first, a ripple in the air,a shift in the atmosphere so subtle that no one paid attention at first. Then the numbers started flashing on screens, and the world held its breath.
At precisely 7:42 AM UTC, men all over the world began to vanish. Children, fathers, grandfathers, brothers, lovers all vanished in the blink of an eye. The world was thrust into chaos as the sudden and inexplicable disappearance of every male, from the newborns to the elderly, swept across the globe. It was instantaneous,no warning, no explanation. One moment they were there, and the next, nothing.
From New York to Paris, from Tokyo to Nairobi, panic gripped every corner of the world. Women screamed in disbelief, frantically reaching for their husbands, sons, or brothers, only to find empty spaces where they had been. Entire families were left shattered, empty homes echoing with the absence of voices. It wasn't just the immediate terror of loved ones disappearing, it was the realization that society everything humanity had built for millennia was now in ruins. The world as it had been known had collapsed in an instant.
News stations were the first to report, though their words were laced with confusion. At first, the disappearance was thought to be a glitch a mass technical failure. But as hours passed and the disappearance was confirmed in city after city, the truth settled like a heavy fog over the world. The men were gone, and no one had any idea why or how. What was even more terrifying was that this was not a random event. Every male regardless of race, nationality, or creed was gone, except for one group.
The black men.
The countries with a majority black population primarily across parts of Africa, the Caribbean, and select regions in the Americas had not experienced the same vanishing. Black men remained. And in countries where political power had been dominated by white men for centuries, it was now the black men who held sway.
In the United States, the confusion was palpable. Women held their phones to their ears, calling anyone and everyone they could think of. Social media lit up with frantic posts, each one more desperate than the last. As reports of the situation spread, the world saw a sudden shift. Women began to fill the power vacuum left by their male counterparts. Corporations were now run by women, politicians stepped into new roles, and military leaders were replaced with women at the helm.
But the disappearance of men caused chaos on a scale no one could have predicted. In countries like Russia and China, where the political landscape had long been dominated by patriarchal power structures, the absence of men was disastrous. Without male leadership, economies plummeted. Countries with no black leadership struggled even more, and violent uprisings spread across Europe and Asia, where people scrambled to restore some semblance of order in a world suddenly unrecognizable.
Governments declared martial law, but the sense of dread that hung in the air was not easily erased. People were terrified, confused, angry what had happened? Where were the men? Why had they disappeared? And more importantly, how could life continue without them?
Amid the global unrest, one question emerged from the chaos: How would humanity survive?
Months passed, and the world slowly began to regain a semblance of normalcy. But there were new problems. The disappearance of men left not only a vacuum in power, but in biology. Women tried to move forward, to rebuild, but a silent and growing panic took hold in every woman's heart. The world was no longer just without men it was without reproduction. Without intimacy, without the ability to naturally conceive.
The first attempts at artificial insemination had failed. Scientists across the globe worked tirelessly to create viable solutions. Sperm banks had been emptied long before the disappearances, and even the most advanced medical technology could not replicate what had been taken. It was a quiet, almost insidious panic that crept into every conversation how would they continue?
The answer, it seemed, was not as simple as cloning or creating life in a lab. Reproduction was far more complicated than biology had allowed them to understand. Women tried everything new technology, old remedies, genetic manipulation but nothing worked.
And time marched on. The seasons changed. The leaves turned gold, and the sun set each night without fail. But something inside each woman began to shift. The questions remained: How would they survive? Would humanity just end? Would women be left with no one, with nothing but memories of a world that had once been?
In every corner of the world, this question was whispered—both a fear and a hope. And yet, as the world moved through the fog of its grief, a single truth remained.
The only solution left was to create life themselves