MEANWHILE UP-IN PARADISE, IN JUNIOR’S BEDROOM – with stern-warning signs pasted of ‘KEEP-OUT!!!’ and “I HATE MY DAD!!!’ on the room door. The Creator was playing his Rebel-Son’s videogames – ever-since he had run away from home...

... when the Old-man imposed his cardinal ‘haram-rules’…

… of ‘No-Booze/No-Partying/No-Pork’ in the Big-house.

He does ‘NOT’ CARE WHERE that Son of his ‘was’ now at – nor neither did care of the billions of mortals calling on him, in the prayer’s-hotline…

‘…go-on… AND LEAVE ME ALONE – go-on ‘enjoy’ your problems…’

The bored, white-bearded Old-Man – who had just completed a mediocre videogame called – ‘The Revenge of Asmodeus’ – and won the Easter-eggs of ‘Blood of Peter’ and ‘Soul of Peter.’

He was ‘not’ satisfied of ‘how’ the game-developers on Perth-earth had come-up… with an equally mediocre and mundane plot for a videogame…

And, griped at the All-Women Trinity concept, which He felt was blasphemous – and of the depiction of his minion-Michael...

... as ‘not’ a loyal and betraying servant, was outrageous….

‘And… they don’t know Asmodeus as I do – who to me… was a real-formidable adversary – and ‘not’ a cartoon-villain character…!’

He was then hungry…

… went to the kitchen, and barbie a couple of low-fat white doves for lunch… He then tended to take a looong-nap, and...

... after He woke up, and went to the dunny-business – He would then play…

… the next videogame, called ‘Escape from Planet of Asmodeus.’

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IN THE CUBE OF APOLLO, LEEU THE AFRICAN PRINCE of the Sun-god had-died, in the arms of his lover-Venus – the great-lion died of blood-poisoning after bitten by the venomous Fu-dog. In tears...

... the Mother of Virgos stroked Leo’s mane and furry-face for the ‘last-time’…

... and offered departed-prayers to the god-Apollo, to reincarnate her lover in his 9-other-lives.

On her knees, the Beauty saw the Beast disintegrated into cosmic-dust… and his-glowing ‘ashes’ were floating away, above to the heavens.

She remembered the Rebel-cause that she was ‘into,’ which was against the Underworld, and that led to the mission which was – TO DESTROY ‘THE BLOOD OF PETER’ ...

... and she ‘made’ her Virgo-daughter to kill-off her ‘soulmate,’ for the greater good…

Now-since, her-Leo had died – Venus was feeling real-guilty ...

... for Jane’s ‘too’ who…

... had lost her first love, through her ‘noble-sacrifice.’

The All-beauty wanted-badly to restore the ‘balance’ of the lives, of the Cursed-trio and also make them ‘whole-again’ without their handicap-lost...

... and, she knelt and prayed, and gave ‘fragrant-scented-offerings’ to god-Apollo – to make perfection-happen because He ‘cares.’

-O-

Venus who was then-seated, turned her body to the left, to the Roman’ chessboard of life-balance – and took the ‘BLOOD OF PETER’ CHESS-PIECE, that was-outside of the mystical-board – and her-fingers was then, moving the ‘soulmate’ chess-piece…

… closer-next to the Blind-one’s chess-piece…

...to reunite…

-O-

Into-Peter’s dreamland…

... Jane was skateboarding, and she could ‘see’ the surrounds, as she was ‘no-longer’ blind. On the steep winding road, she was moving-herself skilfully downhill. Peter on his-rolling board… then caught up with her, lifted his arm…

“Janey-look – my ‘left’ hand is-back here!”

“Yes-Peter, I can ‘see’ it.”

“Now-how is that possible? ARE WE DREAMING?”

“Yes, we ‘are’ – and deep-down, somehow… I feel Mother Venus is ‘behind’ this…”

“You mean the-hottie!!! Err… your hot-lady friend…”

“Yes, her – she’s the Mother of Virgos.”

“That’s cool you have a Mother, even-in your zodiac birth-sign – where is Mercury, my sign-Ruler as my Daddy-O…?”

… Peter laughed, as he surfed on the road.

“Hey-Janey, I’m hungry – wanna eat at Maccas…?”

” Nope, I’m craving nachos – where was that place you took me-out to, on ‘our’ first-date?”

“You-mean that-Taco-Bells.”

“Ya, that place…”

“Okay-we go there… err, hey-Janey… when CAN WE ‘GET-BACK’ TOGETHER…? Please… I need to update my social-media relationship-status…”

“Hey-Peter… let’s not’ go-there and fight-today, okay – but LETS-ENJOY ‘our’ series of these dream-in-a-dream instead – and see… ‘WHERE-THAT TAKES US…”

“But that’s fine in the dream-world – but someday… my Netflix-movie ‘tennis-biography’ would sure-SUCK-IN-REAL-world life…

"... as a loner… and-loser…”

… he mumbled…

... and sighed…