He was ultimate, transcendent, divine, two thirds god and one third human and no one could match him. He was the world's oldest hero, the King of Heroes , the origin of all myths and model which heroes are based, so his story is copied within the myth's of all the countries of the world. And yet he was defeated by some third-rate magus with no prior battle experience with an annoying ability to create fake degraded versions of his treasures."Damn that faker" he muttered. And if that wasn't enough now here he is in some pitch black abyss, his body fading and the last of his energy slowly leaving his now weary corpse. How long has he been her in this god forsaken place. Years, months, days, he couldn't tell anymore.

After a while he couldn't help but reminisce on his past and the mistakes he made(though he would never admit he made any) that led him to where he is now. In his youth he was tasked to watch over and observe the humans, he was loved and praised by his subjects ,and never submitted to the gods even if he respected them. But as he grew so did his ego, arrogance, and pride. He started practicing absolutism, oppression, levies, and self-interest. Through revering the gods and loving humanity, he decided to remove the gods and loath humanity. In response the gods sent Enkidu (a man made of clay)to get rid of him. A small smile formed on his face as he remembered that particular battle, it was his first time he was forced to use the Gate of Babylon as a weapon to match is transforming opponent. After the fight he was exhausted and his opponent was down to a tenth of his clay after a while he started to laugh followed by his opponent, despite the humiliation of having to use his gate he really enjoyed his fight with the clay made man. He and Enkidu became close friends and went on adventures together to purge evil and protect the people of Uruk. When Enkidu asked him why he would care about those he tyrannizes he explained his way of protecting humanity by observing them and oppressing them in order to force them to adapt and evolve as a race through hardships, as he will not always be there to hold their hands. Afterwards Enkidu pledged his loyalty to him even though it was unnecessary.

Then that bitch Ishtar came along and tried to get him to marry her. He rejected her of course the whore had a reputation of being cruel, unfaithful, and a corrupter of men. Then she goes to her whipped father Anu and tells him to send the bull of heaven to off him. After the beast was defeated Ishtar demanded to the gods that he and Enkidu be killed and when they ordered Enkidu to die he could not deny them he slowly weakened and returned to clay.

After grieving for his friend he set out to find a way to become immortal so to not to meet the same fate as his long time companion, as a result he left Uruk in search of the sage Unapishtim. After years of searching and finally locating the sage he asked for a way to obtain immortality, the sage pointed him to herb of immortality .He loathed the thought of dying and abandoning his role of observing the future. After finally finding the herb and sealing it away in a bottle he fell asleep to rid himself of his fatigue only to wake up and see that a snake had eaten the herb which restored its youth by giving it the ability to shed its skin rather than giving it immortality. Then he laughed at the absurdity of it all, years wasted searching for something that would only extend his life after he wasted almost half of it searching for it. Seeing as his life and joy he obtained for the first time vanished he realized that such was human nature ,and immortality was unnecessary for his duty as an observer. Afterwards he returned to Uruk and governed it as the ruler of heroes bringing it to conclusion.

As he was wallowing in his memories he felt something pulling him, he looked behind and saw something that could only be described as a white hole pulling him in. He tried to struggle but it futile as he couldn't move away from it."No! I refuse to die again not when there is so much left for the world to offer me!" with the last of his strength he opened his gate and brought out his most powerful treasure( Ea)pointed it at the hole and with the last of his breath he yelled "ENUMA ELISH!" When the attack collided with the hole the abyss began to crack under the absurd amount of power being unleashed by the Anti-world weapon. The last thing he felt as the world around him began to fade was the sensation of being pulled, but he could do nothing as he had wasted the last of his strength and losing consciousness.

The first thing he could hear as he regained consciousness was a soft and rhythmic thumping sound, oddly enough it sounded like a heartbeat. When he tried to open his eyes he found that he couldn't, actually it felt as if he didn't have any eyes, as he tried to move his body, and to his ever growing frustration, he couldn't move his arms, legs, or mouth. 'Where the hell am I !?' he thought as he tried to move. He felt himself floating in something that felt like liquid, And for some reason he felt small as if he was shrunken down. Wait a minute heartbeat, lack of body parts, floating in liquid, and being small...'Hmmm, well this is unexpected, never in all my life have I ever imagined myself resurrecting , actually I never imagined myself being turned into a fetus' he thought. Don't get him wrong this is beyond humiliating, but it's better than fading from existence. And on the bright side maybe he could his childhood this time around, growing up as two-thirds god and being groomed to be king as a kid never left him with time to enjoy what others did at his age, not to mention others were too intimidated of him to befriend. He wondered what his soon to be family would be like, he hoped they weren't magi gods know he's had enough of them for one lifetime.

Now that he thought about it, ever since he regained consciousness he has been feeling something strange within him. As he looked deep inside himself he was surprised to see he still retained his divinity and he could still feel his Gate of Babylon but it was locked. What he saw next intrigued and unnerved him, there was some kind of energy clashing with his divinity, it felt raw and primal, it was colored reminiscent to blood and seemed to be fighting for dominance. This was bad, he didn't know what the energy was but if both it and his divinity kept at it, it could leave a negative effect on his new and developing body. 'I don't think I'll be able to expel whatever this energy is as it seems to be part of me now but it seems weaker than my divinity , my best bet is to try to fuse it with my own power'.

So as time went by Gilgamesh tried to mix both his energies and slowly but surely both energies seemed to have reach an equilibrium and fused together forming something new. It was gold in color and had a reddish-orange outline that reminded him of the sun, but what really surprised him was the sheer potency it possessed, which was slightly more ten times that of his original divinity, and how malleable and easy to control it was, not to mention that it seemed to be growing substantially by the day, and at the rate it was going he wasn't sure his small human(he presumed)body would be able to sustain the strain and might break. So in effort to prevent this he continually suppressed it using presence concealment a skill he obtained from legends that derived from him of heroes who doubled as masters of stealth. Yet although it was suppressed the energy was only growing stronger and faster than before and he couldn't stop it.

(4 Months later)

It's been 6 months into the pregnancy he estimated and his body hasn't broken yet, which was odd seeing as the amount of this power(which he hasn't named yet)was way more than an adult human body should be able to hold never mind an unborn child. He also noticed that he was growing fangs and that his bones and muscles were abnormally dense and compacted. He was starting to wonder if he was human at all, as he seemed more like a dead apostle but that didn't make sense as he could feel his own heart beat and that of his new mother, and it has never been documented that apostles were capable of having offspring's half-blood or not.

Another thing he discovered was that he could sense what was outside his mother's stomach. From what he could tell he was in a large castle of some kind ,and it was full of beings with the same kind of energy he had before it fused with his divinity, some had larger quantities of it than others , one of which was his mother and some man that he guessed was his new father. There was also another in the castle that his attention a women by the feel of it whose power seemed a few times more potent than the others , not to mention how dark it felt, and had tremendous amount of it too, it also felt like she was carrying a smaller growing power in her belly 'she's probably with child' he thought' he thought. He felt something of similar nature under the castle, but paid no mind to it as it felt weak and dead. As he waited patiently for his birth he continued to suppress his power with presence concealment as it kept growing not willing to risk his body breaking down without any knowledge of what he is and what his limits are.

(3 Months later, Shuzen Castle)

This was getting tedious . It has already been 7 months since he has been conscious and he was getting annoyed about how long it was taking for him to be born. Over the last 3 months his new and still unnamed energy source has grown to double what it was. he gave up trying to stop it from growing as it was futile, he still kept it suppresses but let it circulate throughout his body, so as to get his body used to it should it be deemed safe to use.

He felt the walls around him contracted and the sack he was in rip,' Finally! I thought I would never be born' he said inwardly. A brief check outside with his new(and very useful)sense ability told him that his mother was already in bed contracting, and a few of what he assumed to be servants helping her through it. He idly noted that the one he assumed to be his father was not in the castle so he must have went out. He also sensed another presence on the other side of the castle that had the same peculiar energy but with a different feel to it 'perhaps a different species of whatever these beings are' he mused.

He felt himself turning so he could exit head first, and was pushed. A minute or two later he felt a pair of hands grab his head and pull, 'ugh what dreadful experience this has been , I'm grateful I don't remember about my birth the first time around' he thought as he was born into the world...again. He felt someone slap his butt and sent a glare at the direction of the one who dared smack his behind. He couldn't fully open his eyes yet as they would need time to adjust to the light, but he could make out that the person who currently holding him had tan skin, blond hair, and red eyes with slits which looked similar to the ones he had before being reincarnated. And from what he could tell she seemed to be looking at him with a confused expression that seemed to be morphing into an frustrated scowl, 'what is she scowling about, this wench should be grateful she is basking in my presence', he thought arrogantly as one of the servants started to speak.

(Gyokuro's POV)

When she held her newborn son for the first time the first thing she noted was that he had the same blond hair as her and her 3 year old daughter Kahlua, the same red slitted eyes attributed to vampires, the same skin tone as her husband Issa and oddly enough he had jagged red marks on his upper body that looked like tribal tattoos, she also noted he was awfully quite for a newborn(though she could've sworn she saw the baby sent a glare promising death to the servant who slapped him in the but in order to make sure he was alive) . The first thing she did when she grabbed a hold on him was check how much yoki he was born with in order to determine his potential, and was at first confused that she couldn't sense any yoki from the child at all, but then became frustrated when she kept trying and couldn't even sense one indication of yoki in his body ,scratch that ,she couldn't sense the child at all even with enemy zero.

This didn't make any sense, it's as if her son didn't exist and yet here he was in her arms. Was it some kind of new vampire ability that manifested itself in him or was he just born so weak he has zero presence."Gyokuro-sama is something wrong" asked one of her servants that helped in delivering her enigma of a child."Is there something wrong?, OF COURSE THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG,WHY CAN'T I SENSE ONE DROP OF YOKI ON MY BABY!?"she yelled at her servants as they started to cower under her anger. She had hoped that with the birth of a child Issa would finally stop giving his attention to that bitch Akasha but when she did get pregnant she found out that Akasha was also carrying on of Issa's children. The child was born two weeks ago ,a girl ,though she was ill but miraculously and suspiciously recovered much to her disappointment. She at least hoped that her child would be born with more power than Akasha's brat, but now here she is with her child in her arms and the boy seems to not have even one ounce of power. She wanted to scream at the unfairness of it all, would Issa blame her?, to vampires especially those of the Shuzen family power was very important and having none is disgraceful. Then she became scared, she couldn't bear the thought of disowning her children, cold hearted and sadistic she may be, but she cared for her children, they were her flesh and blood and the only ones she believed wouldn't leave her.

(Gilgamesh POV)

Yoki? was that the energy these beings seem to possess, whatever the case it seems his 'mother' was clearly distressed at not being able to sense any of his 'yoki', not surprising as he still had his presence concealment active. By her reaction he would have to guess that power was very important to this family, well he suppose he could let out a fraction of his power, if only to calm these peon's down, besides he should exert himself as an alpha if he's going to be living with these people. 'Remember this mongrels and engrave it into your soul's you are in the presence of the KING!' and with that he let out approximately 60% of his 'Yoki'.

(Gyokuro POV)

She was about to scream at her servants to leave when she felt a sudden weight press on her, and by the looks of it the rest of the servants, if not the whole castle felt it. She quickly turned around at where she laid her newborn boy, and where the mass amounts of power was coming from, only to gape as her ceiling was destroyed by a pillar of light with an orange outline reminiscent to the sun that was surrounding her infant son. Whatever this power was it felt similar to yoki except was at least twice as potent as Akasha's yoki and felt pure and overwhelming the, amount that was pouring out was equal if not more than what she could unleash.

When the light died down, many of the vampires in the castle came running to her room only to also gape in shock as they felt the power coming from her child as well. For a moment no one moved as she went to her child and picked him up gently, she stared at him for a while, only for him to stare back at her groggily.

After what felt like hours, which was only a few seconds she smiled brightly at her child and gave him a kiss on his cheek, 'not even one year old and has power rivaling a shinso's' she thought gleefully as turned around to the crowd she saw Akasha with Tenmei Mikogami next to her. Akasha was staring at her baby boy with shock on her face and Mikogami had a wary look in his eyes. She flashed a smug smile to the two of them , and walked pass them in stride and looked for an empty room to lay her little prince, no not a prince a king. 'A king? hmm if you're going to be a king what better name for you than that of the first king' she thought. She looked at him and said "Gilgamesh, the will be your name my little king." She continued walking forward completely missing the amused grin on her sons face.