Once, there were these poor excuses of human beings who had a few abominable traits in common.
Although one was Islamic, and the other a MGTOW, they were fixated on gender, and saw women as a threat that needed to be dominated. They also started and spread misogynistic memes.
Tariq Hareez, the Islamic, thought he could mistreat women however he pleased and it was a sin for any of them to mind.
Davin, the MGTOW, thought of women as inherently evil and inferior, and he also expected women to give him what he wanted, when he wanted if he was going to have anything to do with them at all. When confronted about this attitude, he always fell back on "Women never invented/constructed anything useful in society" "Women are users" "Women are gold-diggers" "Women have never treated me nice unless they wanted something!" stuff.
Tariq didn't whine, he issued verbal and written condemnations, particularly via chain letter that contained a litany of hideous punishments and excuses for why they were supposedly deserved. The revolting thing about this besides the content was that the chain letter actually circulated, meaning people actually believed in the things Tariq said.
Davin abused the one superpower he possessed, the ability to teleport through time. His first crime was the rape and murder of Jenn in 1876, and then another similar crime in 1945.
Tariq was a polygamist, who beat his wives and many mistresses, made them wear veils so no one else would see the signs of abuse, forced himself on them, found all sorts of ways to punish them for daring to step out of the house without him.
All the while, he told them constantly that they were better off with him than they would be without him. He would tell them they'd be damned for trying to have a better life without him, and he would tell these stories of damnations he had wished up for these women.
He even told these stories to his young kids, instilling fear and trembling subservience in his daughters, and a hateful, cruel spirit in is sons.
Eventually, Davin joined another plot involving a couple other mages disguised as angels in the alley, in which one girl narrowly escaped an attack and another wasn't so lucky.
Tariq flipped out when one of his wives ran out of the house to rescue their child who had injured himself while playing. The man was mad that the woman ran out of the house without asking his permission first. It didn't matter to him that the child had cut himself and needed looking after.
He got mad at another wife who didn't have a veil on while giving birth.
He got mad at another one who got literally sick when he forced her on threat of a beating, to participate in some disgusting sex act that was particularly displeasurable to her.
Flitting through time and space was how Davin was able to disappear from every place where he had committed torture and murder, while taunting the authorities with chain letters.
Now he had just teleported out of the scene with Alicia and into another time.
He thought he was home free, but he couldn't be more wrong.
"This is your last stop, Davin, and I'm not going to waste time conversing with the likes of you!"
"Wait, you're not Alicia."
"No, I'm not. I know about the things you did, and this time, your so-called "angel" friends can't help you. You enjoy suffering - both causing it, and watching it. So I'll send you somewhere where you can do that to your heart's content. Just don't expect to survive very long."
with that, rage sent Davin back to the Roman empire during the time of Caligula.
But her job wasn't done yet.
One night, Teriq went to bed, angry because none of his wives jumped with gratitude when he made his usual advances.
He fell asleep, and slipped into a waking nightmare.
When he awoke, his wives and children were gone. His houses were gone.
Tariq found himself stuck inside a tiny case made of some kind of bars, and it was being held by a gigantic woman. This woman was not veiled, and she looked down into the case at him with burning rage.
"You have done and wished terrible things on your fellow human beings because they were women, and you view them as weaker and inferior to you!" she said, scowling at him. "Now, the only woman you will ever see is me, and the only touch you will ever feel is this." She pushed a finger into the case through a set of bars, to touch his forehead.
It felt like his head had been set on fire.
He screamed.
I am the burning rage you caused! she snarled at him. "Now, you will know what it feels like!" With that, Rage hoisted up the case and let go, hurling it with the unfortunate man inside into space.
He screamed in terror as he went flying, then free-falling for what felt like an eternity.
The next thing he was aware of was a bunch of people gathered around, having some sort of feast. he could see the men and boys, and though there were women present who he heard talking and laughing, he could not see them.
He was unable to run and join the feast, because some force was holding him back, keeping him separated from the others. He couldn't tell what it was, though it didn't seem to be the case, the bars had disappeared.
He called out, but no one answered.
He felt the burning again, and was soon hanging high above the festivities, and the laughter from the crowd turned derisive. They jeered at him, and started talking about how glad they were that he was not going to bother them any more.
When he looked up in order to avoid the scene, he saw Rage, once again, it was she who had suspended him above the crowd. She still glowered at him, but she seemed to be a little smaller than when she had him in that case.
Don't wait and hope for those deplorable misogynistic chain letter angels you sicked on the last woman. They were no match for me. They will be 'chastising' no one any more." She spat out the word 'chastising' as if it was the most distasteful thing she could barely force herself to utter.
"I wish you'd just go away!" the man screamed.
"I can't go away until everybody's through being mad at you." she replied. "I won't burn out until then, so you're stuck with me indefinitely!"
Lady Rage will continue plummeting this sick dude through unpleasant things until everyone unfortunate enough to see his women-subjugation fantasy wish-list chain letter, mangles or at least deletes it without forwarding it along. It, and the whole mindset that spawned it, needs to die, now!
Breaking Chain Letters Is Not Enough. Mangle The Memes