Chapter 1.

He who dominates others is strong, but he who dominates himself is powerful.

A long time ago, in the country of Whistler, there was a legend that marked the before and after of said country…

This legend is known by the name of “THE CRIB DEFILER”, who supposedly created the most complete group of serial killers, known and feared by all as the “SERPENTOR”...

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Rain is a problem only for those who do not want to get wet; and rivers that are very deep, flow slowly and precisely… On the other hand, for someone very bold there is no danger; and before breaking a silence, make sure that your words are better than any damn silence; and if you are one of those who believe everything you read, then it is better that you do not read anything and keep your eyes away from ignorance, because it is not worth worrying about a problem if it has a solution; and if he doesn't have it, it's not worth worrying about human stupidities, because if God sends us food, the Devil hands us over to the cooks of life itself...

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Whistler; April 22, 2025.

Dr. Patrick Tempus.

GYNECOLOGIST AND OBSTETRICIAN.

Life can change in a moment, "they are being watched, the HYBRID project that my mind created is being studied by my subconscious"...

Excessive love brings neither honor nor dignity to man; and those "women," that many adore, all in my eyes are Sluts, Whores that life creates, so that weak men fall for their charms. For certain types of men, damned women will always be "toys for those men"... they adore and idolize those beings so used, that they are more like chaff.

So if someone were to ask me one day why I'm not married and don't have children, I would tell them that my career is my wife and my achievements are my children; ha, ha, ha, ironic, right, every day I have to live in motion, moving from one place to another, watching hundreds of these beings open their legs, so I can observe what their ridiculous hormones have created; Many of them try to look innocent in my eyes, trying to be delicate and sweet, while dozens of them leave their husbands to try to seduce me, but above all, many of them fail to see the future…

Maybe I should get psychological help, maybe not, whatever and wherever I looked, the only thing I found were “women”, the kind that could be any man’s fantasy, that is, a woman who, without any complaints, satisfied all his sexuality without buts or social ties…

I don’t remember well the last time I touched a woman from a sexual point of view, I only remember her screams, her tears and above all her blood; she was perfect, but for me she wasn’t. I still remember her name, it was Perry Nelson, she had no purpose in life, she wanted nothing more than to make money and maintain her dignity, she was classist, I always thought of her as someone with no social value and she really was, but we all have a purpose to fulfill in this life, since "some are born to be leaders and others to be servants"; time passes and they demand a position in their work that they believe they deserve, but when they realize what they have gotten themselves into, they want to escape, and that was precisely the case of Perry Nelson; she was a maid in my parents' house, but she wanted to be my partner at the same time. ¿Why don't women always think before acting? ...

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7 years ago, Perry didn't know if she should take care of me or if she should take care of herself, she promised to be obedient to me and my parents, praying that no one would discover her inclination towards me, so she had made an appointment with Remus to go to dinner; and already in the selected Restaurant and looking at her nervousness, Remus, while they were waiting for dinner, he asks her, ¿Are you looking for someone Perry?, You haven't stopped looking in all directions...

No, Remus, I was just looking around the beautiful summer afternoon, but she suspected that someone had been following her, because she felt a strong gaze on her shoulders...

However, a few minutes later, Perry forgot about Patrick and his parents, as she sighed, relaxing from the danger that seemed to be stalking her; immersing herself in the deep blue eyes of Remus, her circumstantial angel, with whom she laughed and enjoyed while they ate... After dinner, they went to the car, parked in front of a park and sat in the back.

It was a magnificent dinner, Remus acknowledged, I wish it could be repeated daily, he said while staring at her as if he wanted to freeze time between the two of them.

Just a sweet whisper from her confirmed that she wanted the same thing... their faces were getting closer slowly and very delicately, until they joined in a beautiful movie-like kiss, their hands began to travel on each other's bodies while their bodies shook with the ardor of kissing a little more, however, the passionate encounter of the lovers was abruptly broken with a powerful crash, a truck without a driver hit the car making it roll many times until only a deadly silence remained…

Perry's eyes opened slowly, she tried to move, but it burned and hurt to do so, her entire body was bruised, nothing was missing, she lifted her head off the stretcher and looked ahead, she heard voices outside the room until a woman dressed in white entered and someone behind her that she immediately recognized as Patrick Tempus, her whole world spun and her pain intensified at the sight of him. The doctor examined her, inspected her body and discharged her, saying that she could now go home.

Perry protested saying that her body hurt a lot and claimed that she had broken bones, which was not true…

We have done x-rays and scans, you are fine, you only have small bruises and a fracture of the left collarbone and half of the arm on the same side, you will have to use the immobilizer and rest, confirmed the doctor.

Perry protested again stating that she lived too far away, so she could not go with Patrick, but the doctor claimed that Dr. Tempus could take her and no matter how many pleas Perry made, none were taken into account…

In that mansion there was silence, the only thing that could be heard were Patrick's footsteps carrying Perry, the accident had happened on his day off and the work insurance would not cover it. Patrick laid her down on his bed, unbuttoned and removed her pants, and he could see that she had bruises and cuts from her waist to her calves…

I'm dead, were the words that Perry stammered under the effects of the morphine…

Not yet, was the only thing Patrick said as he settled into his bed.

However, Tempus couldn't take off her blouse because of the immobilizer, which bent at a 90-degree angle and took away much of the mobility of her torso, but she kept saying that she was seeing angels and demons; and right then, she begged Patrick, hallucinating under the effects of the morphine, to stay with her to take care of her that night, since he was an angel to her brain at that stage.

I'm not an angel at all Perry, don't push your luck, this time don't wake up the demon that lives in me.

¡PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE!

Suddenly, Patrick began to touch Perry's bruised face, drawing a line from her swollen eyes to the cuts on her chin, touching her broken lips, while she claimed that her entire body was burning and that the heat was passing through her clothes... But in reality, it was the fever beginning to rise in her body, he felt everything she said, because he himself had caused the damage. He wanted her to keep her virtue, intact until now, the battered and bruised skin hurt like hell, he knew she was so cold and that she fell asleep as if clinging at the same time…

She couldn't move, she couldn't avoid being under the demon's sheets, her broken lips tempted him, the blood already coagulated, invited him to taste her flavor, it was a disgusting desire, but he didn't care, he was drugged with sadism at that moment and without stopping he bit her, it was rough, she cried in protest, but he licked all the blood that came out of her lips again…Perry clumsily tried to get him off of her, but she didn't have the strength or the power to do it… moans and groans began to sound like an orchestra in that room, the sounds were confused between pleasure and pain; Patrick took possession of the anesthetized body for the first time, trying to wake her up with some caresses, but it didn't work, she cried and screamed for him to stop, but there was no pause, there was no truce and even less mercy, Perry, who was between the two worlds, life and death, cried out for mercy...

I'm not an angel Perry and you're not willing to live with a demon, you want a girl's romance, I can't be romantic and this is just a small sample of the damage I could do to you...

Patrick continued applying more pressure on inhospitable areas of the body of an unconscious Perry, the way she looked at the immobilizing device awakened dark feelings in him, uncontrollable desires, more and more primitive ideas came out of her twisted mind.

Suddenly, she moaned still asleep and that was the sound he needed to return to reality and take it as an invitation and not as a protest, he put pressure on her fractured collarbone, causing tears to spill down her face again, she had a grimaced in pain and fear as she tried to open her eyes, but her vision was blurry and her eyelids heavy, she could no longer resist and ended up giving in between agony and pain, to Patrick torturing her by biting her wounds on her body and ¿Could she cover the sun with a finger and keep walking in the middle of a tornado? Without resistance from her, it could not be said that she had forced herself.

Perhaps death would not be such a regrettable fate, if Perry's interior had not been so good at staying for a while... pleasure and pain were woven with the same threads and painted on the same canvas...

Days after Patrick's prolonged his sadistic obsession, Perry managed to leave her room feeling used and like an object that could be discarded, so, seeing Patrick's parents, who were disabled due to their age, since his mother, Adelina Tempus, was blind and could no longer walk at 55 years old; and his father, Junior Tempus, who was also wheelchair-bound and had skin cancer at age 66, became victims of the rage that grew inside Perry, who mercilessly opened the gas lines and emptied gasoline and other flammable fuels around the entire mansion; and without turning back from what she was about to do, she let out a fire moth and sat down to watch the mansion burn in the gardens furthest from the fire, the screams of Patrick's parents were the only thing that could be heard as they suffered as they felt their body charring and without Patrick being able to help them as he was working in a renowned clinic in Whistler bringing other lives into the world, not knowing that at that moment his parents were losing theirs...

Perry, quite injured and partly immobile due to the arm immobilizer, managed to get to the train station, where she would try to escape her crimes forever, but was suddenly stopped by two police officers, who took her to the patrol car and told her that she would be tried for the fire at the Tempus mansion and the death of Patrick's parents. 

Perry was aware that the chances of the judge not being on her side were high, but suddenly the patrol car stopped at the same burning mansion where Patrick Tempus was waiting for her, who did not look healthy or human at all... at that moment, when she saw him, she knew that her sentence was just beginning and that the police would never take her to jail because they were acquaintances of Patrick; and at that moment, she realized that she was already dead in life...

A coldness filtered through Perry's veins as distant voices were heard, she recognized Patrick's voice  nand that of Dr. Richthofen, who used to maintain a strange contact with Patrick, but she could not open her eyes properly, her vision was clouded by a dense blue color that burned when she looked at him, her body was strangely cold, she no longer felt her thighs due to the low temperatures; and suddenly, a tube was introduced without prior anesthesia through the patella of her knee, she screamed desperately, the agony was greater and the pain did not stop, her body hyperventilated, and suddenly, her eyes were opened by strange surgical devices and that was when she saw Dr. Richthofen, who was observing her pupils and affirmed that she was alive and conscious, she asked for mercy, but a macabre laugh caught her attention; and looking away from Dr. Richthofen, she saw that Dr. Patrick Tempus was mocking her pain by stating that her parents had it worse and that she would suffer a thousand times more pain than they felt…

When the voices were distant, she tried to get up and realized that she was naked and with devices connected all over her body, you couldn't tell where one ended and the other began, all in specific points so that she would feel pain, but not bleed to death… A very cruel sentence on his part, and now, without hope, Perry gave up, she knew she would die, she only hoped it would be fast, but she didn't imagine that everything was just the beginning; then, a deafening beep filled the room and Perry couldn't stop screaming, her ears began to bleed

Her voice was lost in the process by the way she mistreated her own throat; And then, everything was cloudy for her, her eyes closed with the pain of her soul on fire…

Patrick and Richthofen watched from the other room as the antidote began to take effect on Perry, while taking notes of what would come after her body was left in a state of semi-freezing without dying, all so that Patrick could prepare her womb for a new race of children, a hybrid race never known before and that could be manipulated from the first phase of pregnancy, which is why Perry's body was being preserved for something much bigger…