Story The first meeting between The Chad Empire and Incel Republic (year 2754 AD).

[TheCrock]

The Incel Republic and the Chad Empire have been natural enemies ever since the great Incel Revolution of the 21st Century. After the revolution, western society completely collapsed, and out of its ashes two factions were born.

The Chads, along with all the women in the world, formed the Chad Empire. The Empire was ruled by one sovereign ruler, the ultimate GigaChad. The other Chads were given other titles, the prestige of which was determined by their genetic quality. The 9/10s were the dukes and counts, while the 8/10s were subjected to them as knights. Every Chad owned land, and with land came the peasants and workers, who were comprised of only women. Now, you might find it crazy that women would want to work, but women want nothing more than to please their Chads, so they work tirelessly day and night just so their Chad will reward them with a genetically gifted son.

On the other side of the world stands the Incel Republic. It was formed in a united effort by all the incels of the world. No woman has ever stepped foot in this land. Here, there is no societal hierarchy, every man is equal. Once a man reaches the age of 60 without roping, he is deemed wise enough to join the Incel Council. The Incel Council makes all political decisions on behalf of the populace. In contrast to the Chad Empire, which resembles medieval Europe, the Incel Republic is much more similar to ancient Athens, where the populace enjoys architecture, high art, sciences and culture. The men of this republic have managed to genetically engineer their populace to reproduce asexually, similar to bacteria.

However, incels have not lost the need for sex, and are demanding that the Chad Empire give them a sample of female DNA, so that they use it to create millions of women, genetically modified to not be hypergamous and slutty.

The meeting is soon to take place on the border. The Incel Council is approaching, being led by the eldest of them, a 123 year old, 5'1, curry, recessed jaw-cel. They are surrounded by the gymcel army, who carry the famous St. Blackops2cel banner. In the distance they can see the Chad army marching towards them. The Chad army consists of knights dragging a giant caravan, in which Emperor Gigachad is having sex with dozens of women while traveling. Both armies stop just short of crossing the border, and their respective representatives slowly approach eachother...

 

[BummerDrummerOG]

Implying there would be a republic

I would be god king you stupid troglodyte

lick my penis

 

[TheCrock]

Implying there would be a republic

I would be god king you stupid troglodyte

lick my penis

Cope, most incels are too high inhib to be kings.

 

[Deleted member 21514]

tldr sorry

 

[TheCrock]

tldr sorry

Tldr it's over

 

[Deleted member 21514]

Tldr it's over

based then

 

[ColdLightOfDay]

Cope, but a good cope, I applaud you.

 

[Deleted member 19236]

Incredible
A glimpse of our future

 

[AlexanderTheGreat11]

Cope, but a good cope, I applaud you.

 

[ColdLightOfDay]

In the Chad empire I’d imagine the women to throw the babies who are not showing enough early signs of Chadhood from the cliff tops like ancient Sparta would for the babies who weren’t deemed to be strong enough.

Surely they would not risk the purity of the Chad bloodline to incel or normie contamination.

 

[blueface Blueface]

The men of this republic have managed to genetically engineer their populace to reproduce asexually, similar to bacteria.

Like cloning?

bump. More?

 

[Vermilioncore]

I'm definitely gonna read this whole thing later! Seems funny and interesting!

 

[TheCrock]

Like cloning?

bump. More?

The Incel elder speaks first. Impressed by Emperor GigaChad's stature, he says: " You're more impressive looking than I could've ever imagined. You and I, we are like a completely different species."
Flattered by the Incel's words, GigaChad exclaims: "And you are uglier than any animal I have ever killed. I finally understand why no woman has dared to cross the border. Now, enough chat, what are your demands."
Wasting no time, the elder says: "Our demands are a strand of hair from the most beautiful Stacy in your kingdom."
The emperor starts laughing at this request, then finally replies: "Why should we give you anything, old man? You hold no power over us, our army is stronger than yours, and you have nothing to offer us."
The wise incel elder smiles, then confidently retorts: "Because if you do not comply to our request, we will poison your rivers with Soylent. Your women will cower in fear as you and all Chads start transforming into soyboys. They will cry hysterically as your testicles start to fall off, your faces start to become feminized, and your penises shrink to 6 inches. Are you willing to risk this?"
Emperor Gigachad is taken aback by this, showing signs of fear for the first time in his life. He remembers all the horror that his ancestors had taught him, about the soyboys of the 21st century, and their insatiable thirst for getting cucked and buying plastic childrens' toys. He tries to think of a way out of this, but finally relents.
" You are a wise man, I can see that now. I accept these terms, but please never speak of soy again, it is a cursed product, never meant to be consumed by man."

The two shake hands, happy to have come to a resolution.

The end.

 

[RollD20]

The Incel elder speaks first. Impressed by Emperor GigaChad's stature, he says: " You're more impressive looking than I could ever imagine. You and I, we are like a completely different species."
Flattered by the Incel's words, GigaChad exclaims: "And you are uglier than any animal I have ever killed. I finally understand why no woman has dared to cross the border. Now, enough chat, what are your demands."
Wasting no time, the elder says: "Our demands are a strand of hair from the most beautiful Stacy in your kingdom."
The emperor starts laughing at this request, then finally replies: "Why should we give you anything, old man? You hold no power over us, our army is stronger than yours, and you have nothing to offer us."
The wise incel elder smiles, then confidently retorts: "Because if you do not comply to our request, we will poison your rivers with Soylent. Your women will cover in fear as you and all Chads start transforming into soyboys. They will cry hysterically as your testicles start to fall off, your faces start to become feminized, and your penises shrink to 6 inches. Are you willing to risk this?"
Emperor Gigachad is taken aback by this, showing signs of fear for the first time in his life. He remembers all the horror that his ancestors had taught him, about the soyboys of the 21st century, and their insatiable thirst for getting cucked and buying plastic childrens' toys. He tries to think of a way out of this, but finally relents.
" You are a wise man, I can see that now. I accept these terms, but please never speak of soy again, it is a cursed product, never meant to be consumed by man."

The two shake hands, happy to have come to a resolution.

The end.

We need a sequel.

 

[Astro1T]

123 year old, 5'1, curry, recessed jaw-cel

You mean yoda

 

[happiless]

The Incel elder speaks first. Impressed by Emperor GigaChad's stature, he says: " You're more impressive looking than I could've ever imagined. You and I, we are like a completely different species."
Flattered by the Incel's words, GigaChad exclaims: "And you are uglier than any animal I have ever killed. I finally understand why no woman has dared to cross the border. Now, enough chat, what are your demands."
Wasting no time, the elder says: "Our demands are a strand of hair from the most beautiful Stacy in your kingdom."
The emperor starts laughing at this request, then finally replies: "Why should we give you anything, old man? You hold no power over us, our army is stronger than yours, and you have nothing to offer us."
The wise incel elder smiles, then confidently retorts: "Because if you do not comply to our request, we will poison your rivers with Soylent. Your women will cower in fear as you and all Chads start transforming into soyboys. They will cry hysterically as your testicles start to fall off, your faces start to become feminized, and your penises shrink to 6 inches. Are you willing to risk this?"
Emperor Gigachad is taken aback by this, showing signs of fear for the first time in his life. He remembers all the horror that his ancestors had taught him, about the soyboys of the 21st century, and their insatiable thirst for getting cucked and buying plastic childrens' toys. He tries to think of a way out of this, but finally relents.
" You are a wise man, I can see that now. I accept these terms, but please never speak of soy again, it is a cursed product, never meant to be consumed by man."

The two shake hands, happy to have come to a resolution.

The end.

Chads have no need for intellect, since foids worship them regardless. By 2754, their IQ would have been degraded to a primitive form. Something like I started writing but stopped due to it not fitting with your story.

Chad: "Wat up ugly bitch"
Incel: "We hath demanded this meeting due to unfortunate circumstances. Although we still posses desires of the flesh, we do not possess any femoids to satiate them."
"Wat fuck did dis ugnigga say brah?", Chad asked another Chad to his left. The incel representative sighed, turned to his incel advisor and said:
"The fruits of this meeting exist not. We must exterminate these Chads, and enslave their thots." So began The Great War of 2754. Combat was initiated by the incels after they left the Chads. To fool the Chads, they let an incel who could emulate the Chad way of speech praise the Chads, boosting their ego. The incel representative then retreated behind the army.

The army consisted of a gymcel battalion, a mage battalion and a warlock battalion. The gymcels stood at the front of the line in full plate armor weilding swords or axes, as guns have not existed since the great feminist arms purge of the 23rd century. In the middle stood the incel mage battalion, casting fire, frost and wind magic to aid the gymcels. At the back stood the incel warlocks. Warlocks are capable of casting magic of death, such as necromantic and life force absorbing spells. They do however require a long chants, meaning they need to be protected.

 

[TheCrock]

Chads have no need for intellect, since foids worship them regardless. By 2754, their IQ would have been degraded to a primitive form. Something like I started writing but stopped due to it not fitting with your story.

Chad: "Wat up ugly bitch"
Incel: "We hath demanded this meeting due to unfortunate circumstances. Although we still posses desires of the flesh, we do not possess any femoids to satiate them."
"Wat fuck did dis ugnigga say brah?", Chad asked another Chad to his left. The incel representative sighed, turned to his incel advisor and said:
"The fruits of this meeting exist not. We must exterminate these Chads, and enslave their thots." So began The Great War of 2754. Combat was initiated by the incels after they left the Chads. To fool the Chads, they let an incel who could emulate the Chad way of speech praise the Chads, boosting their ego. The incel representative then retreated behind the army.

The army consisted of a gymcel battalion, a mage battalion and a warlock battalion. The gymcels stood at the front of the line in full plate armor weilding swords or axes, as guns have not existed since the great feminist arms purge of the 23rd century. In the middle stood the incel mage battalion, casting fire, frost and wind magic to aid the gymcels. At the back stood the incel warlocks. Warlocks are capable of casting magic of death, such as necromantic and life force absorbing spells. They do however require a long chants, meaning they need to be protected.

I like that, honestly I was too lazy to come up with a conclusion.

 

[RREEEEEEEEE]

This was enjoyable to read. I would read a series on this. Consider writing more.

 

[Incelius Savage]

this will happen way before 2754, more like 2030.

 

[Simulacrasimulation]

Implying there would be a republic

I would be god king you stupid troglodyte

lick my penis

bbbbut the thread moggggs the living crap out of you for vision imagination and iq

so who is the cretin now

 

[Saigon Depression]

The Incel elder speaks first. Impressed by Emperor GigaChad's stature, he says: " You're more impressive looking than I could've ever imagined. You and I, we are like a completely different species."
Flattered by the Incel's words, GigaChad exclaims: "And you are uglier than any animal I have ever killed. I finally understand why no woman has dared to cross the border. Now, enough chat, what are your demands."

 

[BITG]

In the Chad empire I’d imagine the women to throw the babies who are not showing enough early signs of Chadhood from the cliff tops like ancient Sparta would for the babies who weren’t deemed to be strong enough.

Surely they would not risk the purity of the Chad bloodline to incel or normie contamination.

 

[Remaincel]

The world of beta uprising

 

[FEMCELS FANTASY]

https://youtu.be/du2AMhrfxQ8