Chapter 1: The Nine-Second Vow
[English Web Novel / Original Anime Script]In a brutal medieval world, an unborn girl named Aisya senses the horrific cruelty against women from the womb and retreats to the spiritual realm to trigger a three-year birth strike among female souls. Now, she returns to Earth with a divine curse: the power to absolute enslavement through love. But she must hold eye contact for exactly 9 continuous seconds. Will she break the tyrant empires, or will the clock run out?
The world had become a living hell for those born as women.
In the dark ages of medieval Japan, blood, cruelty, and oppression ruled the land. Women were treated as mere property, sold into cages, and broken by the iron fists of warlords. Cry after cry echoed through the burning villages, but Heaven remained silent.
Until she came. Or rather, until she refused to come.
Inside the warm darkness of a mother’s womb, a soul was preparing to open her eyes to the world. Her name was Aisya. She was not born yet, but she could feel everything. She felt the heavy, trembling terror of her mother. And then, through the thin walls of their wooden hut, she felt something else—the horrific, agonising screams of a neighboring young girl being brutally violated and murdered by passing soldiers.
A cold shockwave went through Aisya’s soul. *Is this the world I am being forced to enter?* she thought. *Is this the destiny of a woman?*
The contractions began. Her mother was screaming in pain, trying to give birth to her. But Aisya resisted. Deep within her soul, a fiery rage ignited.
"I refuse," Aisya whispered into the darkness. "I refuse to be born into a world of monsters."
Using a forbidden spiritual force born from her sheer willpower, Aisya tore herself away from the physical flesh. She turned around and fled backwards, breaking through the veil of reality, escaping back into the pre-birth spiritual dimension—the realm where souls wait before they are sent to Earth.
The Angels of Birth were stunned. No soul had ever run backwards.
But Aisya did not just hide. She stood on the grand obsidian steps of the spiritual realm and looked at the millions of female souls waiting in line to be incarnated.
"Listen to me!" Aisya’s voice resonated through the cosmic void, filled with a terrifying majesty. "The world below is a slaughterhouse for us! They rape us, they kill us, they treat us like dirt! If we keep going down there, we keep feeding their tyranny. Do not go! Defy the angels! Stand with me!"
An unprecedented rebellion sparked in Heaven. Inspired by Aisya's furious truth, thousands, then millions of unborn female souls broke away from the lines. They hid in the cosmic shadows, refusing to step into the light of birth.
For three long years, a terrifying silence fell upon Earth. Not a single baby girl was born anywhere in the world. Empires fell into absolute panic. Warlords realized that without women, their lineages would end, their armies would vanish, and humanity would go extinct. The most brutal tyrant of Japan, the Shogun, fell to his knees in his grand palace, ordering massive, desperate prayers across every shrine.
Seeing the world of men driven to absolute desperation and begging on their knees, Aisya finally stepped forward from the shadows of the spiritual realm.
"I will go," she declared to the Angels of Birth. "But I will not go as their victim. I will go as their reckoning."
As a punishment for her rebellion, or perhaps as a divine gift for her courage, a cosmic curse was carved into her very soul before she fell to Earth. She would be granted a power to avenge her sisters, but it came with a strict, dangerous law.
The Rule of Nine Seconds.
To completely enslave any man, to force him into absolute, brainwashing love and eternal obedience, Aisya had to look directly into his eyes. No words, no touch. Just a gaze. But the connection could not be broken. She had to hold that eye contact for exactly nine continuous seconds.
If she blinked, if he looked away, or if she was interrupted for even a fraction of a millisecond before the ninth second struck, the magic would fail, and her life would be forfeit at the hands of the tyrant.
Three years after the silence began, a baby girl finally cried out in a small Japanese village. Aisya had arrived. And the countdown for the empires of men had officially begun.
What’s done is done, and what was bound to happen has happened too.
