CHAPTER 61: HISTORY ON THE ICE PLANET

The slaps of skin to skin. The wet, sensational sound.

The painful yet ecstatic moans.

The thrusts, the cumming.

Sitting at the dining table, Julian saw it all.

Handsome-looking males with large dicks, facing wet pussies and large asses.

Julian saw them and that made him wonder, how?

Well, he would know soon.

Seemed they were having sex, men of the ice planet and women of the planet. Julian learnt that the planet was once ruled by males who had sexy ladies to lay with.

Soon, Julian could see the women who were in the sex scene, pregnant. The next thing, they were with children.

Children played, male and female. They ran around. They molded snowballs and threw them at each other.

The planet was really ice. From what Julian was seeing, there was snow and ice mountains and ice buildings. It was a very nice place.

Julian then saw a series of fights, swords and all.

Also the men—they were tall, unnaturally tall—with limbs too long and joints that moved just a little too smooth. Snow clung to their furred shoulders, unmelted. Their faces were pale, stretched, the skin tight like frostbitten leather. Thick beards hung stiff with ice, and their eyes—milky white, glowing faintly—held no warmth. Nonetheless, they were really handsome.

They wore helmets, cracked iron actually. Bones jutted beneath the chainmails. At their sides were white axes.

They had an uncanny resemblance to Vikings. They also liked to hunt, and throughout the day, they would go to snow forests, hunting for wild animals.

Their children would occasionally tag along, and when they came back home, they would come back with dead wild animals after intense hunts.

The females would be happy, merry, jolly, and cook the meat.

But then, in the long run, the men evolved, got old, died—the women also. And their sons grew into men.

But then, this set of men showed signs of being ruthless. The females were alright; they were just like their mothers, supportive and would welcome the men with smiles.

They satisfied them in bed, did a lot of cooking, cleaning, and house chores stuff. And so, instead of the men respecting them just like their fathers had done, they got crazy. They felt like they were the alphas, the rulers.

Their fathers were caring and had adored their wives. They had listened to them and never once beaten them. But their sons? They were ruthless. A little mishap and they would trash and beat the women like it was nothing.

Raping also became a norm. They would rape other men’s wives, and the men in question? Well, they were completely okay with it and so they would equally do vice versa, which was raping the man’s wife.

Things got out of hand. The men became crazy with power—so crazy it got into their heads, so crazy they treated their pets better than the women.

The women saw this and were depressed with it. Some committed suicide while some were killed by their husbands. The most crazy part was that some were gang raped to death.

The women decided they would take it no more. When their husbands went out, they would converge, planning, stealing weapons.

They were planning a war. A war between the male and the females.

They agreed. They supported each other. And every day, through the forceful sex and torture they endured, they were setting up a date for their attack.

They decided to attack at night. And so they came together, with grim faces and tough minds, to kill all men, even children.

They were keen on taking their own children too. They didn’t care if they labored to give birth to them.

The reason was simple. The children watched their fathers slap and torture them and so, they had to—they had to make the sacrifice or their daughters would pay.

They didn’t want this life again.

And so, they took the men unaware, killing many even in their sleep.

They chopped off heads like it was nothing. They slit throats with much precision.

The women were lithe and very swift in motion, and well, the men could do nothing. They fought languorously. They fought like they had no more strength, and it was obvious.

The women were smart. They attacked at the right time—after the men were drunk.

The men were too dizzy to fight, and so the women chopped off their heads with ease.

The women were brutal, finally taking revenge for all their years of endurance and suffering. They were finally taking revenge.

The women chopped off their dicks with axes and kicked their fat bellies.

Julian almost grimaced seeing this all. The sickening brutalization.

It seemed crazy!

The women won, even killing their own male children, ignoring the screams. Some women cried killing their young sons, but it had to be done.

All this was for the future!

They were doing it for the future.

They were doing all this... all this killing for the future.

The girls watched, traumatized, as their little brothers got killed. They watched with shallow breaths as their brothers fell and died.

But they could do nothing. It was out of their control.

Little sisters watched their elder brothers fall and die.

Elder sisters watched their junior brothers fall and die.

They watched with teary eyes as their mothers chopped their brothers’ heads off.

They watched them fall and roll on the ground. They saw the bloody insides, the eyeballs rolling on the ground.

They watched their fathers die. Well, at least they enjoyed that part. It was not like they liked them, by the way.

They actually hated their fathers and thought of them as jerks. But sadly, their brothers loved their fathers a damn lot, and that was mainly the reason they had their heads chopped off.

Finally..., it was all over.

Every single male had been murdered. Not even one was remaining—they all were dead!

Julian’s eyes were closed all this while as he saw all this. The others might have noticed, but they didn’t care. They thought he was enjoying his meal so much.

Julian kept seeing...

The women trained their daughters to be married, taught them what sex was but urged them never to have it.

They were told that it was painful and only men enjoyed it. They were told it was morally degrading.

They were told to be fearless. To kill any male they sighted and to remain virgins.

That was where Julian got curious.

How would they reproduce?

They were on the path of becoming extinct.

Just then, as that thought entered his mind, he saw the answer.