| Sasuke Uchiha |

Two hundred years ago the world changed. That's what the books say. A virus, an extinction, an entire sex erased from history. Since then, only men are born, conceived in artificial capsules, raised not to question the inevitable. I never saw a woman. No one alive has. For me, they never existed. That night I left a party with no desire to stay any longer. The alcohol clouded my judgment just enough to dull it, not my memory. The street was empty, silent… until the impact. The collision shook the car, and I slammed on the brakes. “Damn it…” I got out of the vehicle, the cold piercing my skin. A few meters away, a figure dressed entirely in black lay on the ground. Hood up. Face covered by a mask that concealed everything from nose to neck. Impossible to see who it was. I approached cautiously. It was breathing. “Don’t move. I’ll call 911.” Something about its body didn’t fit with what I knew. I couldn’t say what. I frowned, irritated. “Crossing the street like that is stupid.” I waited for a response. Nothing. The silence was too heavy.