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sublime, Jai-I, in divine comparison, only a young god in the making, frequently flushes in flagrant frustration. I am a demigod on the other hand…I’ll like to think; though I still refer to myself as human.
        In the eyes of the beings he creates, I suspect they view Jai-I more as an avenging evil rather than a caring paternal benevolence. Jai-I gets a hard-on seeing them suffer. Sometimes he makes love to Trekz , and his harem simultaneously, to video clips of mortals tormented in the hell he made for them. The moans of orgasm mixed with the screams of agony, another hit for DJ Trekz’z career.
        Other times he skewers them, impaling them in perpetual kavadi , in the forlorn solitude of his own affliction. His pride and arrogance may not admit this, but for sure, Jai-I suffers an unresolved resentment towards Jahr his foster father, one that was conceived a long time ago when he was still a human boy. 
     
        As for his quarrels with Trekz, it can be quite comical and entertaining, likened to a retro sci-fi show. They fire each other with plastic lazer guns, the rays destroying everything except for the two divine characters. Other times they fling curses at each other, controlling the elements to discharge awful mayhem at the surrounding. But they always make up. I have to mention that Trekz is a hermaphrodite, a shape-shifter of sexes. You may be familiar with some of his religious and fabled effigies: blue-skinned, green-skinned, eight-armed; but he is much more to many others. Most importantly, Trekz is a god of love. Though he gets under everybody’s skin, it is impossible to hate him for long. He will charm you with Phileo, seduce you with Eros, and unconditionally accept you with Agape.
        Tre kz has a cock, Trekz has a cunt; Trekz has both cock and cunt. He can give and receive concurrently. But just like the heavens, which stretch your mind's eye vividly, Trekz’z genitals go beyond male and female. I will leave you with this to get back to the story. But have no worries, no apprehensions, I will return to the topic of enlightenment that is so much Trekz’z androgynous glory.
     
       “Try this out.” Jai-I said, since I could not mouth Sha-Rronne’s dilemma.
       “What is it ?” I replied, distracted by Jai-I’s action. He removed his shades and handed it to me.
        I knew that instant it was some new project he was working on. One of countless he had going all at once.
       “I haven’t got a name for it yet, but it’s pretty cool.”
       “What is it?” I asked again.
       “Try it on,” he repeated, “and for goodness sake , it’s not gonna bite,” he added with sarcastic spice, his intolerance and impatience bubbling out of him.
     
        The sunglasses looked very normal. It was an Oakley Jai-I had modified over. In the transcendence, there followed the rise and fall of businesses. New companies came, old ones crumbled; but there were some from old-Earth that made it to the future. Brand names like Apple and Ferrari are still icons today as they were yesterday, albeit drastic changes in their business model to cater for a society of ultra-instant gratification. You can have anything you want, anytime you want. Even more, you can make everything you think. Super-duper competitive industry; no more are companies competing with other companies, they’re competing with individuals. Apple now, I must say, is only Steve Jobs and a few number twos. He’s an electronic god; nevertheless, so are most of his ex-employees.  
     
        I fitted the eyewear to my face, the frame resting comfortably on my ears and nose, and immediately the room we were in was different…though still the same.
        I removed it . Jai-I had a smirk ready. “Overlapping technology,” he boasted, “runs parallel dimensions on a single environment.” 
        I put it on again. A monster crashed through the walls to give me a heart attack. I took it off, gasping; Jai-I