Her Place.

As the clouds divided the Grand Patriarch did appear.

He spoke to those below and said unto them, “As it pleases me I have divined tasks to make use of your useless kind. To half of you I assign the role of woman. You shall be servants to keep the household and rear the childkind.”

“Fuck you!” shouted Womankind in return, burning with fury at the indignity.

The Grand Patriarch, clearly angry, spoke again, “and the other half will be assigned the role of Man. You shall be the masters to keep the woman in her place.”

“Fuck you!” Womankind replied again, though their voices shook.

“That sounds like it will hurt them though!” complained a man aloud.

This time the Grand Patriarch was furious, “IF YOU’RE SO SENSITIVE THEN MAYBE YOU’RE A WOMAN THEN!” He bellowed, “WOULD THAT SUIT YOU BETTER!?!”

“Oh what?? No! Definitely not!” the man laughed nervously. The frightful anger of the men around him burned into his skin.

The Patriarch regained His composure and spoke again, “Men, you must remake yourselves and your sons in my image. You must harden your hearts and rule with your fists! Only then will you have my blessing.”

So, the Men took the Patriarch’s instruction and brought great violence against Womankind– and under the fists of Men their furious spirits shattered.

And thus gender was wrought from the sky and patriarchy born.