The spirits whispered their own advice, as always, but unexpectedly some of them banded together and enforced their command. It was enough to be heard by Nameless. [Kneel in front of him! He has a beard! He must be smart!]

Nameless understood clearly that a person before him was smart. Especially, his beard. It looks like an epitome of wisdom.

All of a sudden the man realized that he should pay respect to this person who looked like a sage from the ancient legends. Thus he went down on both his knees.

No, it's not enough! I need to show even more respect to the old sage and his magnificent beard! Therefore, Nameless prostrated.

He was happy now. The man glanced at the sage. Ah, he looks so smart! Especially, his beard! Now I feel so enlightened! Perhaps, if I had this long and magnificent beard, I would be smart like this old sage?

This idea intrigued Nameless. It sounded logical! The old man is smart, but why? What is the root of this?

But Nameless knew an answer yet. It is a beard! The voices realized it as well! That's why they asked me to kneel in front of this sage! His beard – as I thought – is an epitome of wisdom! If only it was mine!

“What are you doing, stranger?” the old man questioned.

The old man was bewildered. This situation looked strange. He had even thought that the young man in front of him was mad.

“I just pay my respect to a smart person who has a magnificent beard!” Nameless answered and touched his forehead to the ground again. “Oh the wisest one, I know that I ask too much, but could you...”

The young man gulped. He was tensed. He felt as his heart pumped fast. It was hard to say the next words - because Nameless was afraid to hear “Never!” - but the man questioned. “Could you sell me your beard?”

Yes, I've said it!

The man stared at the beard of the old man. It contained wisdom and knowledge of thousands men! God, I hope it will be mine... Hence, Nameless hurried to say. “I will give you all my money!”

Then he gathered all coins and offered them to the old man.

“This is... unexpected, stranger. But if you want my beard so much, then okay. I'll sell it to you. Our small community always suffers from a lack of money, but I assure you, stranger, that I will share this money with my brothers and we will buy food for the poor people in the city.”

The old man took the money. “I hope my beard will make you happy, stranger. Now come with me to the temple. We have scissors there and one of my brothers will cut it off accurately.”

“Yes!” Nameless answered eagerly and stood up.

Now he was really happy! I did it! I did it! The beard will be mine! But Nameless' happiness didn't last long.

All of a sudden the man realized what he had done! WTF?!

He halted, ignoring the old man. What have I done?! I've bought a useless beard! And paid all my money!

Nameless looked up. Now the human stared in the sky. I hate you! Do you hear me, voices?! I hate you all!!! Burn in the hell!

~~~~~~

The old man told about his religion enthusiastically while they walked to the temple.

“The first who realized our Creator's Greatness was Vahrun. He came into our world and said. “What a beautiful land! I want to possess it!”

Vahrun envied our Great Creator, because our Lord – natus_vincat – was Great, Handsome, and Smart. Thus, Vahrun had corrupted the people in city Tumeba. He said a great blasphemy there. “natus_vincat isn't handsome and smart like I!”

The people – who heard this great blasphemy – had been corrupted. Their bodies had changed and in that day the ugly mutants were born. They shouted. “Vahrun is our deity from now on!”

But the sky darkened and our Lord – natus_vincat – descended in all his might. They say he was the most handsome man in the world.

Vahrun was amazed. He didn't expect to see the Great Creator. Vahrun was shocked to see how smart and handsome natus_vincat was.

Vahrun attacked our Lord and the great battle began. It lasted many days and nights in the sky. In the end Vahrun was defeated and fell down on the ground. He realized how strong our Lord was. Therefore, Vahrun ran away, but didn't give up.

That's how the archenemy of our Lord was born.”

Nameless was indifferent to this story. He still thought about the voices. The man schemed how to make them pay.

Nameless felt the voices again. They spoke simultaneously.

[What an interesting story! Ask the old man to tell you more about his religion and especially about natus_vincat! It seems this “sage” can speak about his Lord day and night!]

[Ask the old man to tell you more about the mutants and their deity Vahrun! I want to know who this archenemy is!]

[Pretend natus_vincat! For example, say something mysteriously, indicating that you are a god. I don't know! You are smart! Just do something!]

[Pretend Vahrun! I like the “bad” side! I want to wear a mask of evil being! Haha!]

[Ask the old man about the temple and about their community! Besides, why do they wore a pair of drawn eyes on back of their tunics?!]