Donald opened his eyes and blinked a little. Before him appeared the beautiful goddess Affa. A wonderful girl stood next to an ugly troll. The beauty and the Beast! Extraordinarily huge contrast.

   The troll looked embarrassed and stepped back slightly. The brightness of the goddess indeed made an impression. She did not look angry, though.

   She said with a smile:

   "How dare you, so to mock my fool?" - And ran her hand over Donald's muscular neck. "You were badly tormented by the poor thing?"

   Trump did not lose his sense of humor:

   - If you suffer for a long time, something will come out.

   The goddess laughed and suggested:

   - Well, you're good fool! Dexterously hammer your tongue!

   The troll timidly gave a voice:

   "He became my disciple." It's his choice!

   Affa turned to Trump:

   - It's true?

   Donald answered without a trace of embarrassment:

   - You know yourself!

   Affa changed her glow to a purple one, and suggested:

   "Well ... It'll be fun if the troll takes care of your training." Only he is quite capable of breaking such a toy as you. Therefore, I propose the following.

   The goddess Affa turned to the troll:

   "Beelzebub ... You are imprisoned on this planet and you can not leave it, right?"

   The troll nodded in agreement.

   - Unfortunately so!

   The Goddess suggested:

   "Let Trump collect seven master keys of power that will help you break free." That will be fun!

   The Troll shrugged his shoulders with a shrug.

   "A mere mortal can not do it." Even I did not succeed when I was free!

   The goddess giggled and noticed:

   - Artifacts are so easily not given. But how strange is a man, especially if he is an adult with the soul of a child is much more likely to get them ...

   The troll looked steadily at Affa and muttered:

   "You see, I'm up to something." You want to heat up the heat with someone else's hands!

   The goddess in response chuckled, in a voice like a nightingale trill, replying:

   - And here's how the card will fall ... Let him if he succeeds himself decides who picks the absolute power to pass - a beauty or a monster!

   The troll muttered rudely:

   "You think you seduce him with your magnificent backside!" Will not work! He is a practical man and understands that I rationally dispose of artifacts I!

   Affa laughed and replied:

   "I'll make it absolutely immortal, and I'll give you a paradise that never dreamed of!" And what can you do? To create another nightmare!

   Troll nonsense probasil:

   "But I'll teach him how to kill and destroy!" And believe me, the best thing in life!

   The goddess winked. From her legs in diamond shoes began to blossom beautiful fragrant flowers, they covered the destructive landscape, the dwelling of the troll. In the sky, finally, the clouds were scattered, and the sun appeared. The goddess Affa remarked:

   "I can destroy it, but only elves are able to get real pleasure!"

   The troll snorted contemptuously.

   "A real man does not choose glamor ..." And then he made a cunning mug, suggested. "Swear that you will not influence Mr. Trump's choice." Let him decide with whom he should be!

   Affa nodded and replied:

   - Yes, let him decide! So it's even more interesting!

   The troll, clanging his crooked teeth, insisted:

   "Swear it!"

   The goddess confidently uttered, raising her right hand:

   "I swear it!"

   The troll became even more gloomy, warning:

   "Know Affa, you ought to keep vows, and you know that!"

   The goddess answered self-assuredly:

   "Trump is not crazy to associate his destiny with the descent of hell." In the meantime, I explain to him what to do.

   The troll nodded in agreement.

   - Yes, you have to move beyond the boundaries of the empire of Luciferstan. And there even the goddesses are extremely dangerous.

   Affa nodded and replied: