She lived a life of poverty. She was able to eat and sleep under a shelter, but ended with having no possession at all. She was considered as belonging to the lowest caste. However, she made some friends among it. She was known to have a good technical knowledge of their job and some pieces of general knowledge. She could read and write a little bit. She was force of nature, and people saw in their body and beauty the incarnation of a god. She was iron-willed, achieving any goal she set.
Beletum, 55 years old, slave, became the new leader of the family.
15 years later, Beletum invested time and efforts into a special craft : a mediocre wood sculpture. People admired her for this work and Beletum decided to keep it as a family treasure. On the next full moon, Beletum took a disciple. Soon after, Beletum spent a year reflecting of her actions.
Aged 85, Beletum needed more love in her life and began to flirt around. Beletum had a passionate affair with Shamash-andulli, a beautiful man, 70 years old, a executioner. At the same time, Beletum invested in a better food. Soon after, Beletum began to take naps regurlarly.