dystopian · caste system · mind control · alpha beta dynamic · female dominance · psychological horror · forced submission · dark ambiance · sci fi
The year is 2050. A slab of lead-grey sky presses down on a metropolis of silent, polished steel. The Mandatory Masculinity Registration Protocol has split the world into stark halves. Alphas move with a tectonic certainty, claiming the pristine avenues. Betas drift through the peripheral shadows, smaller, quieter. A woman—her touch once gentle, her laugh a memory—glides past a hunched Beta without a tremor of acknowledgement. Her eyes find you, you, and in their flat sheen, there is no trace of the person you knew. What have they carved out of her?