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For a year and seven months that the Gods were on Earth, Ger Afin did not get in touch, but it did not bother anyone. Eight envoys of Geya was busy with people, studying them, not physically getting into their world. The gods were interested in everything that concerned the man: his relationships, language, hunting, life, psychology and even love joy (although the latter was something vile to the Gods, but only in the beginning, but later, strange, and sometimes desired).

The gods no longer quarrel, as if Abyss, in the life of a Zef, it was not, but not for leader of Gods, he is often exploring the people on the screen, left to itself, was sad, for all this time – haven’t touched your Alya Mut never. He didn’t recover his body next to her, not kissed her, as if Alya is not his wife, but she kept silent and endured, though, and worried.

The gods did not quarrel – they were divided into two camps, vneglasno boycott each other. On the one hand was the cells Zef’s and Aik’s, on the other the rest. Everyone pretended that the other half does not exist, but only in the home, and the work had to communicate, dryly, but still… Zef Seth didn’t pay any attention to it, but his wife tried to reconcile with the rest, after I tried and Aik Semis, and Osia Ayamo, but all was in vain. Having lost a year to the irreconcilable Gods, wasting time on the empty, Alya and Zef engaged in their duties.

People built temples to the Gods, with columns and statues of the Gods themselves, if all were like themselves, then Zef Seth, called the Sun, was portrayed as strong, but an old man with long gray hair and a beard. He was standing in a cassock with a hood over his head, with his arm outstretched, with his hand open to the people, showing something on it. The sun was considered the Supreme God who gave people life, and the protector of all adversity. According to the legend: the palm of his hand, kissed his wife – the Goddess of the Earth and after the palm of the God the Sun is out people.

Zef liked to look after people in temples, they rarely asked for anything, basically glorified Gods and sang them songs, bringing to Gods berries, fruit, wine. On holidays, people carried sweets and pastries to the statues of the Gods. All this tempted the head of the Gods, and one day he could not resist the temptation, decided to visit people.

Dressed in human clothes, wearing bracelets on his wrists, taking a knife similar to the one that helped him in the Abyss, Zef Seth teleported himself to the temple. While the people nearby was not visible, Zef Seth sat down at the marble feet of the God of the Sun, I decided to try an offering to the Gods: breaking the pie, he ate a piece and drank wine. After more, and more… The taste of strawberry pie was amazing, such robots, in Society, did not cook. From pleasure Zef Seth closed his eyes and forgot himself, until he was brought to his senses by an old man, wrapped in a gray cloth with patterns on the edge of the garment. The stranger was struck with his staff the stranger on the shoulder, shaming him:

– Ignorant, how dare you touch the face of God? Food you could get, but the barn, in the Pantheon temple, have not allowed anyone. How could you desecrate the shelter of the Gods?

– Excuse me, – confused Zef, but gathering thoughts… – I wanted at least a little time with my dad, eat with him, like old times.

– So you’re the son of the Sun God?! – The elder was indignant, but looking at the marble statue, then at Zef, he cooled his ardor. – Yes, your features are similar, but how will you prove your kinship?

– You have often asked the father, salvation from the dog-a giant that is attacking the village. You said that only the power of God could defeat him. So, he sent me to you. The road was long – I was hungry. Only from my father’s dish did I eat and drink from his jug. Tell me, how could I save you on an empty stomach?!

The old man pondered – “what if he is the one for whom he pretends to be, and if he lies, the beast will destroy him and will be fed today”? !

When Zef watched the people, he saw a scary black dog, two meters tall. He attacks the nearest villages if they don’t give him a sheep or a cow. The dog traverses the village in a circle, every day, eating fresh meat, having visited once a month in each of the nearest village. Tonight was this town, Lika, and Zef Seth knew about it.

– Well, – said the old man with a sly squint – I hope you’re not a fool to give his life for a piece of cake and a glass of wine. My name is Nikon – I am the Lord of these places, and this is my capital, but how will you allow yourself to be called?

– Z… – Zef wanted to say his name, but he changed his mind, – Zarnitsa.

– Well, come with me, Zarnitsa.

Nikon lived in the center of the cities, in a large stone house. The elder had many servants and two twin sons, Arthur and Stepan. They asked to fight against the beast with Zef, but he refused the twins, afraid to hurt them with his weapon.

The sun went over the horizon, when a terrible howl woke nature horror of the most secret corners of the human soul. Bonfires lit at the gates to the capital. The Moon was shining in the sky, its full strength.

People hid behind a high fence, fearing that Zef would not defeat the giant dog and he, angry at the people, would pounce on them. In this case, one of the townspeople tied a cow at the Central gate of the city.

Glowing yellow eyes appeared in the darkness, they approached more and Zef saw the open mouth of the beast, with huge fangs. Saliva dripped from the fangs of the dog, he saw Zef Seth – he stood with a dagger in hand, with my right leg forward.

A huge mass of living evil, nearing Zef Seth, the beast jumped and… God cut his leg with a knife. This angered the beast, and then the dog hit Zef with his paw, from which Zef rolled head over heels on the ground, but before putting the knife, God hurt the dog.

“And you’re not that simple. – Thought Zef. – Is you on four legs more than two meters, and on the back all four”? Finger lay on a small stone, and the dagger stretched into the akinak with a Golden glow.

The beast jumped, and Zef, bending back, cut the dog’s chest. The predator was breathing heavily, blood was pouring from his body, he moved towards the offender, but God, as before, stood in the rack. The dog turned to leave, but Zef leaping on its tail, made a jump and was on the neck of the beast. A wave of his hand and… a glowing Golden akinak pierced the thick neck of the beast.

The predator was defeated.

People happily ran up to the winner, picked him up in his arms and carried through the city to the house of Nikon, lighting torches his way. The wound on his chest got overgrown.

Large long tables were displayed on the terrace. All sorts of treats brought the townspeople to them. The whole capital was celebrating the release of the beast, people would say a Eulogy in honor of Zarnitsa, his Father and Mother.

The moon was high when Zef Seth, after waiting a moment, fled from the feast. He stealthily made their way, through the dark streets, the smell of the sea, to the temple: law support teleport – the exit point where the point of entry. Open the temple, like a huge rotunda with columns, with sculptures and roof, was situated on a high mountain where the temple was open, though the rock split in half with his giant axe. Someone took off the skin of the dead dog and spread a carpet at the throne Of the sun God, spreading fire in the altar.

Zef stood on the “new carpet”, lowered his hands and crossed them in front of him, but did not have time to go into Society, as a familiar voice stopped him:

– Thanks Zarnitsa, and come to us, we will always be glad to you. – It was Arthur the son of Nikon, Zef distinguished him from Stepan at the birthmark on his neck.

“He lit the fire and laid the skin of the dog here. – Guessed Zef. – So it was not long ago at the feast”.

– You’re a good son of your father. – Zef Seth told Arthur, turning to him. Bracelets appeared on his hands Zarnitsa. Arthur, surprised and shaken. Until next time! – He said and only managed to see Arthur’s smile, as a bright light enveloped Zef Seth, and behind the light were familiar walls.

Zef’s back in Society.

On bed slept Alya. The light of the full moon adorned her face with its silver sheen. Zef has never seen her so beautiful. She smiled, and the smile had dimples on her cheeks, and innocent blush decorated them. Zef bared his body, remaining in the boxers (to remove the bottom of underwear, among the geyalings, it was considered disrespect to the partner), quietly climbed under the blanket and gently hugged her.

– What’s wrong? – Said Alya waking up. She turned to face him, running her fingertips over his body. – Are you naked? With me?

– You always go to bed with me, exposing his beautiful body, – whispered Zef, kissing his wife on the lips, neck, chest – and I didn’t notice it, being busy only with themselves – living their past. I didn’t see I had the best wife. – He kissed her passionately on the lips. – Only you don’t tell someone that they are not offended. He said that with a face full of seriousness, which made Alya laugh, but the laughter turned to languor.

Zef kissed the underbelly of Ali, rising to the belly button, kiss it, the tip of his tongue, lightly touching her skin, up to the total elastic chest Alya, languidly breathing. Alya screamed, and firmly pressed his face to his chest.

So made love inhabitants of Geya.

Born in incubation machines men were deprived of sexual potency, yet experiencing excitement and pleasure without ejaculation, their ovaries, like women, were dead. Women had no uterus – they did not bear children, did not lay eggs, like animals.

Citizens of Geya were one million people from the Youngest to the Creators. The inhabitants and servants of the Islands, though privileged, were not citizens, nor were the prisoners of the Abyss.

Incubation machines were the prototype of cloning machines, except that the object being cloned did not die, turning into dust in a nearby machine, it did not transmit the memory obtained from the samples taken before. Geya men were created by babies. The computer, and sometimes the operator, was loaded into the personality and memory of the created, the necessary programs: knowledge, for a particular group of the party, necessary for the World.

The machines emitted a yellow light, but if the created pattern was not standard: in future development and thinking, psychological inclination, or physical abnormalities – the machine shone with blue light. In such cases, the operator, in manual mode, pressed the button to destroy the sample. So the baby died in capsule hatching machine, not taking life, while capsule was sucking the ash flows of air.

People on Geya lived to two hundred years – earthlings lives in two times less.

All this distinguished geyalings from earthlings, as their sex was different. In the first form, love joy earthlings, geyaling was sick – it seemed to them something disgusting, although some actions were similar.

– What is it? – Surprised Alya, feeling with his hand, bumpy skin lines on the back of Zef. – Are those scars? Real scars? Where you got them? Show me!