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[Historically, they only drove it off, yet the gods still punished them.]
[So killing it means an even harsher sin…]
[Relax. It's just a video.]
[Yeah, just watch for fun.]
[Wait, isn't this all real—just another worldline?]
Seems Arthur's conference hadn't fully spread yet. The papers were probably already fanning the flames.
In real Uruk's palace, Gilgamesh laughed loudly.
"Hahaha! That 'him' is savage enough to kill the Bull, so that useless goddess lost her Noble Phantasm, didn't she?"
He laughed until his stomach cramped.
Then he stared at the screen again.
"Now… how will they face those disgusting gods?"
Even in his own history, merely repelling the Bull earned him and Enkidu a brutal curse.
Onscreen, he'd killed it outright.
The punishment would be worse.
But… that's me.
How could I lose?
I trust myself!
He watched on.
Onscreen.
At the gods' gathering place—an isolated realm only deities could reach.
A wail drew the gods together.
"Father, Uruk's king and your weapon have killed the Bull of Heaven!"
Ishtar hugged the leg of beef, took a bite, then shoved it toward the gods.
Anu, her father, snapped his beard in fury.
"Impossible! No mortal can kill the Bull. Ishtar, did you just want meat and make up an excuse to butcher it?!"
"Father, I only brought one leg. The rest was probably eaten by Uruk already. Check if you don't believe me!"
She flung the leg aside, terrified.
Anu saw her sincerity and nodded.
"I believe you, my daughter. I'll investigate."
The gods investigated.
The result: Gilgamesh and the weapon they forged had indeed killed the Bull.
Enraged, Anu summoned the gods to decide punishment for the "Chains of Heaven" and "Wedge of Heaven."
"Since Gilgamesh has done something so brutal, destroy him along with the Chains of Heaven. We'll create a new pair."
No god objected.
"Good. Then—"
"Wait, Father! Can you spare the 'Wedge of Heaven'? It's my only wish."
Ishtar put on a pitiful, gentle voice.
"Give the Wedge to me. I will never let him appear in Uruk again, okay?"
The gods still said nothing. It was a family matter.
"Fine. I will create a perfect guide."
Anu agreed, and ordered Ishtar to announce Enkidu's death.
Ishtar accepted and descended.
Comments wept.
[So this is Enkidu's calamity… my Enkidu…]
[Ishtar really likes the Hero King, huh.]
[The gods are so cold, deciding human death casually.]
[I feel like this won't end badly.]
A subtitle appeared.
[Time rewinds to one week earlier.]
[The gods spent seven days investigating and deliberating the Bull's death.]
[In those seven days, the Hero King did not sit idle. Instead, he made a move that shocked everyone.]
Uruk's palace was empty.
Only three people remained.
"My king, are you really going to do this? If you step forward, it's the abyss of no return!"
Siduri looked at Gilgamesh, frantic.
"Of course." Gilgamesh laughed arrogantly.
"My decisions never fail. If I fall, then the successor I chose will take the throne. He has potential, but he'll never match me!"
He turned to Enkidu.
"My friend—will you join me in overthrowing this rule? And if you retreat, I won't blame you. After all, our enemies are the gods!"
Enkidu answered without hesitation, eyes firm.
"We are accomplices. If you cannot escape, how could I? And for the people's happiness, what does my sacrifice matter?"
"Hahaha! Good." Gilgamesh nodded.
"Siduri, I leave everything to you. If I don't return in a month… declare my death."
Golden armor materialized on him. Two swords hung at his back.
Prepared, they waited quietly in the palace for the gods to descend.
This battle—godslaying.