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Qliphoth

Author: Qliphoth
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Delve into the mind of a man troubled by his past. Watch him transform as time continues to march and guide him to a catalytic entity that will change his life forever. There are no beautiful surface without a terrible depth -Friedrich Nietzsche. *The setting is based on a country which I shall not name. Wherein the president took on the war against drugs and criminality but also disregarded proper judicial process and allegedly use a vigilante entity which resulted in the unjust killings of thousands of people. This is to remind the readers that I have no political stands on the matter and I only made this novel or narrative purely for entertainment.*

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Chapter 1The Golden Ratio.

It was a Saturday evening. The moon was bright and its rays spread towards the city on some island in Southeast Asia that is currently hosting a festival.

I roamed the city with glee, captivated by its controlled chaos.

People were congregating in the streets and were partying.

The air was sultry.

The men and women glowed like flames,

Tantric drums filled the place as it prompted your feet and body to dance to its beat.

The scenery looked like one of those street parties in brazil.

Wherein the woman wore less clothing, showing their skin.

The men loitering around half-naked and couples shamelessly displaying their carnal desires.

It was debauchery.

Hours passed, I grew tired of the scenery and decided to head back to the hotel.

While I was leisurely walking away from the heart of the jamboree.

I heard a faint voice in a dark alleyway.

A woman came out from the shadow.

She looked a little bit drunk and her gait was staggering.

She then approached me.

"Hi do you want to have a good time?" she asked.

I smiled and went on my way.

She then chased me and continued to propose to me.

"I'll do things your girlfriend won't dare to do. I'll give you such a good time, baby boy. I really need the extra money because I'm coming down and I want to party some more."

I looked back to get a good look at her and I was dumbfounded.

She looked so beautiful under a well-lit angle.

Her body was also voluptuous, it looked like an hourglass.

I was sexually captivated by this sunkissed skin "fille de joie".

I then slowed down my cadence and went to face her.

"Ok, I'll play with you," I said in a teasingly manner.

We then went back into the alleyway where she came from and deep into the bowels of the city. Soon enough, we found a quiet area, wherein there is no life to be found.

The moonlight shined brightly, the gods favored our midnight tryst.

I settled our little negotiation and proceeded with the initiation.

We started exchanging spit. I could feel her tongue slithering inside my mouth.

Her breathing was heavy and so was mine.

I could hear my heart pounding as we further heightened our passionate entanglement.

Then I started to undress her while my lips made its way through her neck down to her breast.

She gave off a raspy moan that echoed inside my head.

It got me so excited.

I started to suck on her flesh, leaving a rose petal-like marks.

With a weak and erotic tone, she asked If we could start the penetration.

I could smell her libidinous aroma. It was exhilarating and it fueled me to go on.

I went on to instruct her to face the wall, so her back would be exposed.

Then I gently touched her naval and bend her over while pushing her shoulders.

She went on to feel more excited as she anticipated what I was going to do to her.

I pulled down her skirt, right on her knees.

Revealing her finely decorated laced dark velvet panties.

As the cloud walk past the moon.

The light further illuminated the fine fabric.

Sweat began pouring down my face and my eyes grew wider.

I slid her dirty garment to the side and whipped out my pulsating vigor.

Slowly, I started to feel my way in.

She then made a sweet crying sound and it prompted me to move faster.

The more I kept up the pace the more she would arched her back.

I could hear the sound of moisture and air. Reacting to every thrust I made.

Soon enough

The beautiful seductress huffed and continued to moan.

Her knees started to buckle and her eyes rolled up with her mouth agape.

My mind then went on a frenzy and moved even faster.

While I was about to release my love.

I reached for my pocket.

I took out my fruit knife and started to strongly squeeze its handle.

I proceed to jab her right on her rib and felt a pop.

She tried to make a loud cry but I quickly muffled her mouth with my hands.

Her skin opened up and oceans of scarlet red came oozing down.

I remain unphased and proceeded to pierce her body multiple times while I still remain to thrust my engorge pipe inside her.

The walls that were loose, tightened once again. Enhancing the ecstasy that I was feeling.

She dropped to the ground and I followed her while grabbing and pulling her hair.

Her blood touched my skin as I was laying on top of her on the ground.

I soon tensed up and was about to reach the paramount of this long hike.

My eyes closed and I exploded.

A cold breeze came rushing to the area and yet I still felt warm and alive.

I was panting heavily and was tired.

I laid on my back and gaze upon the moon.

It remained to shine bright while I was admiring its beauty.

I then look beside me and saw a lifeless corpse.

Her eyes were red and tears were flowing down.

I gave off a sigh.

And my mind went blank.....

INTRODUCTION:

Have you ever heard of the Golden ratio?

It is a ratio for length to width of rectangles that are considered to be the most appealing to the eye, it is sometimes called " the divine proportion" due to its frequency in the natural world.

The name originated in Greece and inside the world of mathematics, the numeric value is called "Phi", named after a Greek sculptor Phidias.

The Golden ratio is also strongly related to the Fibonacci numbers, a neverending mathematical sequence that is found in a biological setting, such as branching of the trees, the arrangement of leaves from the stems, the number of petals in a flower and more.

Both algorithms are used for art, architecture, music, photography, the technical analysis used in the stock market, etc. but what has me interested in this mathematical phenomenon is its involvement in nature.

If you look at nature, so many things flourish when they go to the golden ratio design and follow the Fibonacci sequence.

Also, if you study it. The golden Fibonacci numbers such as 3,5,8,13,21,34 are found inside the pattern of spirals of plants as well as the number of flower petals.

Even with our anatomical proportion, the golden ratio exists. We are a living product of the golden ratio. Not to mention, the golden ratio also has its influence on the alignment of the planets.

This godlike mathematical algorithm is everywhere. But, what if fate is also affected by this equation and some point in your life it will show you your true purpose?

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