As we grow older, we begin to realize that life is a dream. We are no longer what we once were, but what is now. We hear cries from inside, but no one came to greet us. The cell regenerator is still working, but he is still in a state of recovery. The clan bows to "the holiness of flat world," and considers it "the safest place . . in the galaxy" . Who committed this sin? Who dares to kill her holy elder? Just like every year, the popes come to the flatworld to receive the blessing of the old master. The old master is still alive, but the light falls on him, and he begins to vanish. The door and windows are shut by some "diabolical force" , and all of us are paralyzed by the shock. The evil beast sets upon the Popes with "a thousand - year old appetite," but the dream tells us that the beast is not the dream of the pope, but of his mother, his holy elder. The Pope is the last of the gods remaining to us.