Fate Genesis

by Wrath of Vajra

"So, what say you, oh great Sword of Rupture?" "...Let me see if I got this straight, Ninsun, the goddess of wild cows. You, want me, the greatest weapon to ever be created in the early days of Genesis, the embodiment of truth itself. Splitting both Heaven and Earth, to be reduced to nothing more than your ten-year-old son's glorified babysitter?" I asked in open disbelief.

2. Divine Confrontation's

Fate Genesis

Disclaimer: I do not own the Fate Series, nor the other elements from games, anime, or any of TYPE-Moon's intellectual property, only my OC-Insert.

Warning: Language. Death. Violence. Gore. Horror. Miniscule spelling/grammar errors. Alternate universe/Timeline. Again, I blame Zalretch.

Rated: M

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So, do enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 1: Divine Confrontation's.

"The hell you want?" Normal Talk.

'What is it this time?' Thoughts

"_-_-_-_!" Inarticulate sounds/roars.

{My Children.} Tiamat speaking.

[Enuma Elish.] Ea/Sword of Rupture speaking.

Even gods are not above reproach.

{Yasha-Asura's Wrath}

(3rd POV)

"Fine, then speak." Jasmine prompted, scratching Fou's chin gently, making him purr.

Ninsun nods politely. "Thank you. Now, as you are already aware, both Mana and Mystery in this world begin to dwindle in an accelerated rate after your battle with the White Giant long ago, the great flood that was caused by multiple parties didn't help as it only speeded up the process, and the Age of the Gods will disappear with us along with it. So, throughout the years, many gods from other pantheons have tried dozens of means to try to keep us tied to this earth, as well along with mankind as we need them for prayers and worship." She started.

The sole host for the Star of Creation nodded slowly in silence, recalling the memory of the flood, such an historical event was no secret to mankind, but the reasons behind it is not known to them, and some of the gods want to keep it like that forever in the hopes to hide what they wrought upon themselves.

However, unknown to even their fore tellers and oracles, Jasmine was born in the modern age that spans six-thousand years in the future, she has a whole different perspective of how much that will be in vain, especially when her Creator always having been with humankind since the dawn of its inception, both seen and unseen from various parts of biblical human history, and thus always having the final word.

The God of gods indeed.

"Thus, in desperation we, of the Mesopotamian pantheon came up with a plan that had been accumulated throughout 500 years after the great flood, we found the way to remain tied on this physical plain with a keystone of the gods."

"Keystone?" Jasmine asked with a raised eyebrow as she focused back on her, but mentally, she knows what she speaks of.

Or rather who.

Ninsun responds with a smile that belongs to a mother as she turns to look outside the window. "That keystone is that of a child, born from both a god and a mortal, with two-thirds divine blood, and one-thirds human blood in their veins, and happens to be my son, destined to be the next king of Uruk."

That made Jasmine's chest to jump like a soundless hiccup, the Sword of Rupture within her soul pulsed with no warning, making Jasmines eyes glowed liquid gold for just a moment before they turned back to dark green, but she made sure her face is wiped from all emotions.

'Gilgamesh.' She thought in curiosity and alarm of what just happened.

Not knowing her thoughts, Ninsun moves on. "But fearing for the danger of my son's life, it was decided by all parties to give him a weapon to protect him from other gods and monsters that would try to claim his life."

"And that weapon is me." She stated rather than questioned with her head tilted.

The goddess nodded. "Yes, originally we would have you been given to him, but it didn't work out the last time you were sought out."

The redhead silently growls as she turns her head away from the goddess, her face turns into a scowl while her eyes narrow dangerously with her pupils turned to perfect slits like a cat or reptile, ignoring Fou's fur rising from being scared in seeing her expression.

Being reminded of the many attempts leaves nothing but the mixed taste of ash and oil in her mouth, gods and demons have been trying nonstop to claim her and failed, only for them to just make the same attempts again and again Tediously and not learn a damn thing out of it. And they have the nerve to call humans stupid animals?

Absolute hypocrites, the lot of em'!

Ninsun raises her hands with haste from the look. "However! It was agreed unanimously that it would be in the best interest for everyone that we ask you to volunteer yourself, leave him in your care when his father steps down as king, and when the day that I am no longer there to watch over him. I ask of you to guide him. You have reminded us before that only those with the qualifications of a ruler may wield you, but if my son does not have the requirements you seek, then at the least guide him with your knowledge and experience, teach him everything as much as you could."

Calming down with pupils turning back to normal before turning her gaze back at the cow goddess, Jasmine's eyebrow raised a tad, connecting the pieces together on where she is going with this.

"So, what say you, oh great Sword of Rupture?" She finished with a question filled with implore.

"…" Jasmine stood there in silence for several seconds before replying. "Let me see if I got this right. Ninsun, the goddess of wild cows. You want me, the greatest weapon to ever be created in the early days of Genesis, the embodiment of truth itself. Splitting both Heaven and Earth, witnessing the latter that started off as a rock with full of nothing but untold savagery unrecorded, helping in slaying off the White Titan, to be reduced to nothing more than your ten-year-old sons glorified babysitter?" She asked in open disbelief.

Hell, even Fou was poleaxed with his mouth halfway open, staring at her while imitating a perfect surprised Pikachu face.

Ninsun's face looks strained. "Well, it does sound absurd hearing you say it, and I have many reservations about this too. But in the end, it was not my decision to make, much less my idea, so it is out of my hands." She stated in her defense.

The reincarnated redhead clicked her tongue as her guest speaks the truth. "Maybe so, but Ninsun, I stayed away from supernatural affairs for a reason. There's not a single deity in many pantheons spread throughout the world that does not know of me and wishing to claim me for themselves, or the more foolish ones to try to 'punish' me in the name of revenge for performing deicide on family relatives who were arrogant enough to try their luck with me. I won't even be surprised if one of your own family members would try their hand against me behind Anu's back either."

'Like Ishtar' Is what went unsaid in her mind.

"We are not the Greek pantheon miss Jasmine. "She rebuke's her." With the decline creeping on us, we can ill-afford personal agenda to be the end of us, so please, accept this proposal, not for me or even for the Mesopotamian Pantheon as a whole, but at least give my son a chance, and I plead you not to hold scorn against him because of our offences in the past." She begs.

Jasmine stares at her with scrutiny for a few minutes, with Ninsun not backing down, the battle of wills drags on as the redhead is trying to determine whether if going on board with this would be the wise decision, Ninsun was earnest in her words for her child's behalf, such is the love and devotion for her child, and she would expect nothing less of that from a mother.

A modicum of respect for thinking of her son's well-being above all if nothing else.

What felt like an eternity did finally Jasmine closes her eyes, leans back on the counter, breathes through her nose in exasperation before she opens her mouth to answer. "Truly a mother's love surpasses any weapon, very well. It is with major reservations that I accept this proposal of yours."

She swears that she never saw Ninsun's eyes glow in such relief and delight like that.

(Jasmine's POV)

(1st POV)

"Are the two of you ready?" I asked while sitting on the edge of my bed as breakfast was over minutes ago, wearing my armor-less Radiant Dawn outfit after my talk with Ninsun, who is at the front entrance of the gate waiting for us.

{Yes dear.} Tiamat replied with a song-filled voice while sitting on the bed.

"Fou." Was the response from the white little critter, sitting on my right shoulder comfortably as he usually does whenever he could seize the chance to, I never stopped the habit of petting him or scratching his chin.

"All right then, let's go." I got up from the bed and step away, then stood in front of Tiamat.

Snap!

With a snap of my fingers, the primordial mother's entire body begins to glow an azure blue, that was starting to shrink, and the glow dies down to reveal Tiamat.

But there is something different about her, as she went through a change.

What kind? Simply put, she became a younger version of herself, reduced to the size of a 12-year-old, her horns disappeared entirely, her hair barely reaching her ankles.

{Up.} She demands with a child's voice, raising her arms up, puffing out her cheeks in a pout.

That did it.

"Oh, that just not fair! You are far too adorable for me to resist when you are in this form!" I cooed while lightly pinching her cheeks, making her to squirm out of my clutches, she eventually managed to yank out of my grip, she grabs my left wrist and nibbles on my finger in retaliation.

Not that it hurts or anything, because she was not putting any serious force into her jaws that have enough strength to surpass a hyena's.

Decided that she had enough, I cradle her in my arms, my right arm underneath her legs while my left one was gently petting her head.

"Ah~." She let out a cute little song.

I only have her go into this form whenever we are about to enter civilization, Tia didn't like this idea very much at first, but I explained it to her that it was a necessity so people of this time don't freak out, or even perhaps die from a heart attack for glancing in her direction, I told her that she has that kind of effect on normal people without meaning to, specifically those of the Babylonian dynasties, it's not even close killing intent or bloodlust.

She simply puts the fear of God into them by just being near them.

Just as it is primordial fear that is imbedded into the gene's unseen for the Sword of Rupture whosoever as much as gazes upon it, the same can be said for Tiamat, she is the proverbial heart of all life, whether they know her or not. Our home here is the only place of safety can she be allowed to go back into her usual size.

I also told her she looks extremely cute in this state, which made her change her tune quickly.

Amazing how a sincere, heartfelt compliment or two works wonders for her confidence.

Nodding to them both, we walked out of the front door, lock it, move through the halls and to the front door and out to the gate to repeat the same thing and stand in front of the gates with Ninsun waiting for us.

"Jasmine, I take it everything's ready?" She asks me while looking at Tiamat with perplexity in seeing her mother's child form.

"Yes." I nodded while shortly answering her, I turned around and with a horizontal swipe of my left hand, we watch as my mansion turns into gold dust in seconds, and all that is left is a flat ground with a massive square-shaped hole to fit my underground cellar.

Ignoring the quizzical gaze form Ninsun beside me, I twist my hand into a clenched fist and summon something else in a familiar form of a big golden ripple opening in the air.

That's right, I am using the most advanced storage spell there is, the Gate of Babylon itself, with few items stored inside like my mansion.

Including one other thing that's coming out that it is none other than the Vimana in all its glory, the light of the sun bouncing off the golden arc with a bright sheen, just levitating several feet off the ground, ready to serve its pilot.

Seeing it made Ninsun gasped. "My goodness, this is a beautiful arc miss Jasmine, what is that!?" She looks at the ship in wonder.

A twitch on my lips reveals my amusement. "This right here is what I called the Vimana; one I have for twenty years after the great deluge." I answered her.

She turns to me with a slight whiplash. "And where did you find this contraption?" She asked her next question, hungry to know more.

This time I smiled openly with pride. "I didn't. I created it."

Her jaw dropped at my revelation. She turns her head around.

"Ishtar is going to throw a fit if she saw this, knowing her, she will demand to hand it over." The goddess whispered, hoping that I didn't hear her.

But I did as my smile turned malicious. "Oh, she can try Ninsun, but she is going to fail if she has any notions of stealing it from me." I declared to her, making her jump slightly.

Now, why do I have the Gate of Babylon when it should belong to Gilgamesh? Well therein lies the problem, the amounts of research I have delved on various official fate website and other wikis back in my first life always tells me that it belongs to Gilgamesh.

But do they tell me exactly how the Gate of Babylon itself came to be? Or how Gilgamesh specifically acquired something that is regarded as a treasure in of itself?

The answer to this will be Nada. Zilch. No nothing.

Either it was given to him or it was a power unique only to him at birth, Noble Phantasms are strictly 'crystallized concepts and mysteries' for heroic spirits, and since this is the Age of Gods and the Throne of Heroes doesn't exist at this time, or at least as far as I'm aware.

Noble Phantasms aren't a thing, not yet anyway, they become so when they are scattered throughout the world sometime after the King of Heroes passing. Then again, it won't be a stretch to believe some god in the Mesopotamian Pantheon copycatted my method when I wasn't looking when I used the gates in the span of four-hundred years.

Only one way to find out if he has it or not.

One does not simply live long as I have and not try and use Ea's power outside of destroying things. My Origin is 'Truth', 'Creation' and 'Destruction'. With the last two being more intertwined despite being complete opposites, these three aspects are what comprised the Star of Creation itself when I delved into its intricacies.

The first one, 'Truth', simply grants me the ability to become a lie detector, how does that work exactly? For example, when somebody lies, black smoke emerges from a person's mouth, once it does, I can trace it with my eyes and see the truth underneath, its invisible to other people except for me.

When in action, like say, if someone told me that their birthday is today and black smokes comes out that person's mouth, one glance at it and I receive memories and knowledge that contradicts a person's claims.

This ability has saved me from traps by the machinations of gods, man and demons countless times. I did not have an Origin back in my first life, but here in the Nasuverse, that has changed as my Origin is now Ea's, and Ea's is mine. Such is the symbolic and spiritual relationship we share, the connection between us is just that intimate in every level.

And do you have any idea what it is like in having to live this long without having something to do? Beyond sitting around twiddling my thumbs and wait for mankind to show up?

I will tell you, it was boring with a big fat capital B.

I had to pass the time somehow, so I start practicing my power further, and create anything I could recall in my last life.

And one day, like a lightbulb, hell, multiple lightbulbs in fact, ideas flashed in my mind, and I went to working on them immediately.

I also learned long ago that the Sword of Rupture cannot be explained or understood with science and logic, it is imagination and mystery made real, standing at the absolute pinnacle of all Noble Phantasms.

No wonder Shirou couldn't copy Ea, it is beyond human understanding to replicate the Star of Creation within the weapon, and I feel relieved that he can't copy it, because Ea told me once after seeing my memories scorns the idea of us being hit by a counterfeit of the Sword of Rupture, that will set him off something fierce, and if the off chance that he does somehow manages to copy him, his blueprints if you will, we rip it out of his head immediately even if it means shattering his mind in the process.

Extreme? without question. But I am confident that it isn't gonna lead up to that.

There is a saying that the imagination is the golden pathway to everywhere, and therefore I just simply let go of human logic and try to will things with my imagination as the focal point.

I remembered vividly how Ea responded to my call, almost in delight as the blue markings and writings inscribed on the golden guards were glowing, blue fire was coming out of them, and when I placed my hand in front of the blue flames, instead of being burnt, I felt comfort and love, reminded again that Ea and I were never truly alone.

The result is the existence of the Gate of Babylon itself, and it is now tied both to me and the Bab-ilu, what the latter was originally used to restrain Ea's power, is now calibrated as a multi-purpose device to store priceless items of anything I found or made. Both the Mansion and the Vimana are such examples of the latter.

My Bab-ilu can also serve as a formal contract between me and to another person. What is mine can become theirs.

Assuming they can be trusted with it, of course.

Ea also made it abundantly clear to me that he will accept only a ruler's hand, assuming they have one specific quality, based on what he is searching for.

Potential.

While I agree with this notion, I told him that it is also crippling, because Gilgamesh was the only one to have ever wielded the Sword of Rupture in all of Nasuverse, and no wielder came after, I also explained that I will allow someone that isn't Gilgamesh or a ruler to wield us as long it's with my blessing.

And the main reason?

"I had slept for Aeon's to save my sanity after seeing the birth of all of Creation, Ea. I've trained over hundreds of years to master this power, while inside a cave of all places, I have reservations in having Gilgamesh to wield us, and if you think for even a single second that I am staying six thousand years inside a coffin with nothing but a dried-up husk as company? Then you are seriously more crooked in the head than I thought you be." I stated this to him while conveying a look at him as if he had sprouted two heads and proceeded to imitate the three stooges.

I cherish my freedom, thank you very much.

Ea was grumbling from the reminder when I had made this expressively clear, but he relents on my decision.

Say what many people will about me, but no one can dare deny the powers of the Gate of Babylon, and the usefulness it brings, it is pretty much made just for conveniences' sake for travels and safe keepings.

Like I said before, I do not know how the Gate of Babylon even came to be, or who made it, or how it was made, or done in the original canon timeline without me in it.

Besides, any Fate Stay Night fan who claims in not wanting the Gate of Babylon is a bull faced liar, and what is the point of having the power to create things if I am not gonna try and use it?

I float up to the ship while carrying Tia in my arms while Ninsun, who snapped out of her stupor, followed suit by my power of using telekinesis, softly landing on the throne, placing the kid sized Tiamat on my lap while tenderly wrapping my arms around her, she snuggled close to me instinctively while Fou sits on the right armrest of the throne, not fearing of being tossed out from the speeds this beauty can reach to, since I made many functions to ensure we don't fall off while we travel.

"Fascinating, I can feel the power rolling in this contraption." Ninsun murmurs as she touches the left armrest of the throne.

"Indeed, there are many things I put into this beauty, can't say what they are because I like to keep it a secret." I replied, and so with a mental click.

Whiiirrr!

Systems of the ship began booting up, hearing that oh-so-satisfying sound of the engines prepping up for launch as they glow, with the green dragonfly like wings spreading out that are flashing brightly, signifying that it didn't take long for the ship to be ready for flight.

I notice Ninsun's concerned demeanor, and I know what's is eating her. "Ninsun, if you have worries about being thrown overboard, then dont, you're not going to fall off, this platform is enchanted with gravity magic to keep us grounded on the ship, so be at ease."

The goddess felt at ease as she took my explanation to heart, but still decides to stand close to my left, to er on the side of caution.

With my peace said, I start clenching my left hand on the armrest.

FIUUOOSH!

We shoot up into the sky, yet aside from our clothes and hair and fur respectively being disturbed by the winds, my companions are not concerned by the sudden force, entrusted themselves to me that all will be alright, leaving twin green streamlines behind the Vimana's wake.

While flying to our way to Uruk, I slowed down the golden arc, putting on auto pilot and interact with kid-Tiamat as I nestle her hair with my fingers, making her purr as she leans to my chest even further while Fou lays down to take a short nap for the rest of the trip.

"So, are you enjoying the view from up here?"

The goddess of wild cows looks at me with sparkles in her orbs. "It's beautiful, I never knew what it's like to be in the heavens like this, thank you so much for giving me the opportunity to see this, all of this." She gestures her left arm to clouds all around us.

"You are most welcome, savor this moment while we are travelling to Uruk, it's doubtful that you don't do this often." I replied with a statement.

Ninsun sighs with her shoulders sagging. "You are not wrong, despite common belief, not all deities are capable of flight, and as a goddess that herds cattle that trod on the ground, it is not required of me to fly, adding another fact is that other gods or goddess aren't as accommodating as you."

I nod at her, but offer no attempts at comfort, I can surmise that she made peace with it long ago.

Everything is silent as Ninsun looks around more as the breeze hits her face gently, closing her eyes as she takes in everything.

I meanwhile thought back on the offer I accepted, albeit begrudgingly, then focus my mind on the young king I have yet to meet, thinking of the pros and cons upon such a meeting.

On one hand, it's Gilgamesh.

The future King of Heroes, the legendary figure of the Epic of Gilgamesh yet to be written in a tablet that set the standards for other legends. Yet in shambles from the ravages of time with barely seen cuneiforms of a dead language that spans six thousand years, give or take.

But on the other hand, it's Gilgamesh.

Whose very pride and arrogance remained untempered, doing a fair share of amoral acts before Enkidu arrived to humble him, what impact do I have in interfering the future?

No, I already impacted the future just for being here, if I am going to watch over Gilgamesh, I plan to set some ground rules.

'By nook or by crook, I will not tolerate his spoiled rotten behavior around me when he reaches his adult years, his 'glory days' involving him being nothing more than a hedonistic little shit. Hell, I'll beat it outta him if I have too, that will spare the wives from being ruined for their husbands on their respective wedding day.' I snorted in contempt at the thought that passed through my mind.

'But should he prove himself may he be given the chance to wield me, and even then, I won't put it much stock in it, because once he is older, he will no doubt be like Nimrod, the son of Cush who demanded I should be his wife when I first met him, simply because he is a mighty hunter among men and a king to boot. When I turn him down, he tried to get aggressive in his approach, the absolute nerve of that impetuous brat.' I ranted cynically, not really expecting anything different with Gilgamesh when his true colors show itself.

Akin to that of a monster.

The gods thought and believed themselves to be my superiors, but of course, they have suffered for it with their humiliation or their lives.

But the other reason for accepting this undertaking?

[Seek him out my beloved host! I wish to see him and judge his worth, do not dare deny me this!]

The physical reaction I got due to Ea's uncharacteristic eagerness when Ninsun spoke his name, for the simple fact that Ea knows my past life and memories of what the future holds, being in the hands of the golden king is one of them, and Ea is adamant in seeing him.

Shaking my head, I relax a little more, enjoying the soft breeze from the slow sailing we are in, with Tia staring back at me with those doe eyes of hers, looking at me with adoration. I smiled down at Tia's as I hug her close to me as much as possible, making her close her eyes while purring, such a sweetheart she is, I can never get enough cuddles with her.

I look up into the skies as I remembered our first meeting like it was yesterday.

(Flashback: Centuries ago)

I stare up into the sky that is in a cloudy day, not a peak of blue in sight while sitting in the throne of the Vimana, the aircraft is flying through the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, just brushing the border of the Persian Gulf while the engines whir without any form of turbulence being felt.

Traveling is all I have been doing, not out of some purpose seeking, but the simple desire to enjoy the beauty of the world, wanderlust as it were, I never stayed in one spot for too long.

And it is to also keep the gods from finding me that got too close for me to deal with.

Ba-Dum!

'What the hell was that!?' Until I felt something that put me on immediate guard as I stop the ship to look around.

"Fou-kyuu?"

Fou, who is sitting on my lap, looks at me with confusion as he notices we have stopped.

"Sorry Fou, I felt something, and…"

Ba-Dum!

'Damn it, there it is again! where is it coming from!?' I was interrupted while frantically scan around the area to find the pulse, until my attention is drawn in the front of my Vimana. Narrowing my eyes upon closer inspection, I caught a few distortions shimmering in the air around it.

[HiddenFissure. Tear it asunder.]

Ea pulsed within me, urging me to summon it in order to tear through this spot it speaks of.

Overwhelmed with curiosity as what it holds, will it contain some demon? A dragon? Or a treasure trove made by a god perhaps?

Only one way to find out.

"Fou, stay on the ship." I ordered the little animal as I jumped off from the side of the ship, and just levitated with my feet barely close to the calm waters, I summoned the Bab-Ilu out of my chest, golden particles erupting from the process, I look at it for a moment as it turns its handle at me to take a hold of it, when I turn it, the red markings begin to appear into the sky from out of the tip of the key. The key turn into a golden orb during the process, and when the red labyrinth markings return, a golden handle emerges out first.

I grab hold of it and took a deep breath as a familiar feeling of power flows through me as Ea is revealed in full glory, its length and width are the same as the one from Fate/Extella Link that I once played.

Looking back at the disturbance that look like lines, I slowly rear Ea back.

WHIIIRRR!

The drills slowly spin as the red vortex, static and electricity dance all over the blade while concentrated flames erupt from the opening's underneath Ea's guard like afterburners from a fighter jet, the swords power output was enough to push large waves outward like massive ripples, when the triple-drilled blade was up to speed, I lunge Ea swiftly at the concealed fissure.

CRACK!

A spider web of cracks appeared when I impaled Ea halfway through the space at the center, more cracks appearing as the drills spin at high speeds, accelerating even more, and the fissure is getting close to be destroyed.

SHATTER!

And destroyed it was, the sound akin to broken glass as a tear shows itself to me as a crooked hole, the waters made one final splash before they start to calm down. Without wasting time, I went inside, Ea's three drills stopped spinning, but the red lines are still glowing, just getting ready to destroy anything inside that might want to try their luck against me. But what I find myself standing on is what can be called a vast ocean, nothing peculiar about that since I was in middle of one outside.

What is peculiar however, is that it was night with a lot of stars glittering in the sky, nebulas and far away galaxies that also reflect on the water's surface like a mirror.

That is when things clicked together.

"This is the reverse side of the world, but how?" I said out loud in both awe and wonder, for this is the first time I have been here, and it was beautiful beyond imagination as the mana I'm sensing here is off the charts.

I stared at it for a moment before I look back ahead, and I swear that my heart could have stopped then and there, with my eyes widening as to what is sixteen feet ahead of me.

'You…? No way.' I denied in my mind as my breath hitched from the inability to speak.

Before me is a woman, held in a kneeling position with her head bowed as chains wrapped around her waist that are connected to two large pillars behind her, two more from beside her that are ten feet apart, her legs locked together with straps crossed to each other, but the one thing that catches my attention is a pillory locked around her neck and wrists with more chains on the two far ends off the last pillars, latching into the water, with mud that reached about 7 meters across kept her in place.

Hell, I do not even know how to respond to this, for the fact I just stumbled across that is now revealed a prison of the primordial goddess of life herself.

"Tiamat." I said to myself with a whisper filled of both awe and horror mixed, because seeing her beauty and appearance first-hand is a perspective that is more surreal than in front of a computer screen, even in restraints I am overwhelmed by her presence.

Which says a lot since I fought the White Titan, who's powers are OP as all hell.

As if answering back to me, with a yawn, she soon opened her eyes that had white crosses on the pupils, she looks up to me, well, as much as she could in her shackled position anyway, only for her to flinch, from what I can't determine, but they soon shined with a light I can't put my finger on, is she afraid? Happy? Or maybe anxious? I do not know.

"_-_-_-_." She tried to say to me, although it was more like a haunting melody I cannot discern at all, causing ripples into the clear waters.

But it was beautiful to the ears, I'll admit.

She looks disheartened for what is no doubt my inability to understand her, she makes another song that was low and sad, she then brought her head back down in its previous position, as if with solemn acceptance for any hope to be free is to be nothing more than a dream.

I tried to figure out what to do, I mean come one! It's Tiamat the Beast II of regression, a primordial entity of Genesis like I was, the final boss in the Babylonia singularity of Fate Grand Order, hell, I am pretty sure that I wasn't supposed to find her to begin with.

I could just leave her be in her prison, having no need to put myself the trouble of watching a primordial mother going on a murderous rampage.

But can I though?

Can I live with the fact that I let the risk of this Beast set free by Goetia's machinations down the line when Grand Order possibly takes place in this world?

…Ah, to hell with it. If I am going to screw something up, then I might as well do it and wait for those consequences to come after me, so I will smack it ten ways through Sunday.

Shaking out of my thoughts, with a leap of faith, I levitate cautiously to her kneeling form, gripping Ea's handle a little tightly, being ready for any unexpected surprises the primordial goddess may have in store for me.

I stopped the moment when I am right in front of her, I landed on the water like solid ground, ripples extend outward, I kneeled before her, so I look back into her eyes that pleaded me with hers, the desperation to be free piercing into my own eyes and right into my heart.

I slowly move my left hand towards her, I stopped for a few moments, to see if Tiamat would try to back away from it, futile as it may be, but seeing her not reacting to my hand at all, I move onward, and my palm touched her right cheek.

She jumped a little from the touch, she looks at my arm then back to me, but I just simply caress her soothingly to convey that I will not hurt her.

'She has suffered enough as it is in this cold, solitary prison made by the gods.' I thought conclusively with contempt, it is not hard to figure as to who place her here, cementing once again why I despised them, as if their previous sins weren't reason enough to kill them.

And it worked as she closes her eyes and slowly leans to my touch with a soft purr as she pushes her cheek to it.

Adorable.

"Can you understand me, Tiamat, primordial goddess of life?" I asked her tenderly, matched by my petting.

Tiamat subconsciously nods her head as an affirmative, ah, so she can understand me, but it is I that cannot understand her, this will be difficult.

"I see, sadly I can't seem to understand you, you speak of a tongue that is very obscured to my ears, forgive me for my lack of understanding." I stated to her with some remorse, truly I am feeling remorse for this obstacle of the language barrier between us.

Tiamat seems to deflate at that.

"But!" I interjected quickly as I got her attention back to me. "That does not mean its permanent, I can and will eventually learn your language, or at the very least learn to speak in mine if the former fails, can you wait for me until then?" I asked her, I smiled a little as she nods enthusiastically at the thought of me learning her song, the chance to talk to someone is cathartic to her.

That smile died down however as I look at the restraints, I narrowed my eyes as the chains glow in a pale gold, discerning the nature of these chains, they are designed as a numbing effect for both her extraordinary power, and her limbs, which is proven correct as I detect negating magical properties that causes a numbing affects from the links.

Gritting my teeth in anger, does the cruelty of those pagans know no limits? I retract my hand abruptly that made Tiamat to jump, causing her chains to rattle from the disturbance, I yanked a chain that is attached to her left hand.

'Hmm, I wonder.' I mused as an idea comes to mind.

"There's something I want to make sure of, so please wait a little bit, it won't be long." With that said, I commanded Ea to spins its drills again, but in a concentrated manner.

I raised Ea in the air.

CHNK!

With a down swipe, I effortlessly cut the chain, it glows for a few seconds before it dies out and sinks into the water.

"_-_-_-_!"

I turn back to Tiamat, who shows sheer surprise at what I did, I notice her fingers twitch, telling me that she is getting the feeling of her arm back. She looks at it, then to me with hope on her face.

"Like I said before, this won't take long." I said to her as I float above her…

CHNK!

BOOM!

RUMBLE!

CLUNK!

TNK!

And proceed to destroy both pillars and chains one by one with the multiple swipes of Ea that sent arcs of waves at their spots several times, before everything went silent.

I look back down after I was done destroying the chains and pillars, I float down in front of Tiamat again while putting Ea back into its key form and jam it back into my chest, then rip the lock of the pillary off by forcefully opening the lid with a toss that is sent into the depths. I step back as Tiamat stands up rubbing her wrists and neck before she turns her attention to me, she moves around the pillory, slowly walks to me, stops in front of me and stares into my eyes.

Now that she can stand on her own feet, I can observe her fully, I stand at 6'0 with my boots on, and 5'9 without my boots on, she stands at a about 5'2 feet in height.

I was caught off guard when she begins to shed tears and decides to express her gratitude to me for freeing her, by wrapping her arms around me, and then begins to cuddle me for all that I am worth like some plush doll.

She even rubs her cheek on mine softly for good measure.

"Hm?" I sounded with a perplexed look plastered on my face, even feeling my cheeks turn a little red from the contact, blinking a couple of times. But seeing her like this made me let my confusion go as I returned the gesture by rubbing her back soothingly.

"_-_-_-_." She seems to like it when I do that as she sings with delight.

We stayed like this for a minute as the Beast II calms down, once she is, I remove myself from her hug, and I grabbed her hands, Tiamat tilts her head.

I smiled at her innocence. "Come Tiamat, it is high time for you to taste freedom once again, see the beauty of the world." I urged her as I tugged her hands a little more.

My smile widens a tad as her star-covered eyes glow in happiness as she begins to follow me, with the fissure closing behind her when we walked out, the rays of the sun peeks through the clouds, beaming down on us.

Thus begins, the beautiful companionship between primordial entities that was met by chance.

(Flashback: Centuries ago: End)

I snap out from my reminiscing and look ahead of me, zooming my sights, I see the growing appearance of a city.

"Tia, Fou, Ninsun, we have arrived our destination." I nudge the two Beasts gently, they yawned as soon as Fou stretches out his back like a cat, and Tia tries to remove the sleep from her eyes by rubbing them. Then they moved up to their spots on my shoulders, the cow goddess stands up beside me.

I smiled gently at them, before I got up from the throne and move to the tipping edge of the Vimana.

'Bring us down.' I mentally commanded the ship to do just that, we are now right in front of what I remembered as the Ishtar gate, and we are not alone as two guards are staring at us anxiously.

I commanded the golden ship to power down as the wings begin to fold back. "Alright, let's do this." I muttered to my companions who responded in their own way, with that I jumped off the Vimana that floating there, put on standby. I landed right in front of the guards, and immediately they point their spears at me.

Only to falter when Ninsun lands softly beside me, again, courtesy of my power of telekinesis.

"Your Highness!" They bowed immediately seeing their queen here.

"There will be no need for being on alert, guards. Miss Jasmine here is to be my honor guest in Uruk, so please respect her as you would me and my husband, yes?"

"Of course. Miss Jasmine, allow us to apologize for our impudent behavior towards you." One guard pleaded to me.

I nodded in acceptance according for their forgiveness, with a snap of my fingers, I sent the Vimana back into my storage, turning it into golden dusk particles, much to the awe and wonder of my observers. But snap back into reality the two guards returned to their post, granting us access inside the city, Ninsun guides us to the city.

Tia is holding my right hand, with Fou sitting on my left shoulder pauldron.

Our presence garners some attention from the civilians with curiosity in their eyes, but they move on as their queen guides us to the center of the city.

I on the other hand, look at the entire city street of Uruk, there are marketplace, food stands, and children moving about as adults carry on their business, a happy atmosphere that seemed to increase with Ninsun walking among past them.

Not long until we reached the stairway to the Ziggurat, a huge building that serves as both a temple and a palace. We walked up to the top in silence until eventually we reached open entrance, and the throne room was everything I remembered from the Anime depiction of Fate Grand Order: Absolute Demonic Front Babylonia, and in the throne room itself are people gathered around.

But it is the one sitting on the long throne that catches my eye, looking at a tablet, while other tablets are neat stacked on top of the other on the tables next to said throne.

Queue Record Scratch!

Okay, my mind reboots as my eyes turn back to him with zero-point accuracy.

Do not get me wrong, I knew way beforehand he was Lugalbanda, husband of Ninsun, king of Uruk Babylonia and the father of Gilgamesh.

But honestly, I almost thought I got transported in a different universe somehow and mistook him to BE Gilgamesh.

Why exactly? Beside there being no official pictures or illustrations about Gilgamesh's father in the Nasuverse wiki websites at all, imagine the shock and complete mirth that I am feeling, I go so far as to say that I am threatened to burst out laughing.

Standing at an impressively massive 6'7 feet tall, with bulging muscles that would make even the modern world's top body builders to feel inadequate, hazel eyes, somewhat messy brown hair held down by a crown of gold that covers his temples, huge beard with his moustache connected, a golden crown with a red line circling around the top, wearing a golden necklace with a golden lion at the front with golden plates reaching from the back.

A blue and green striped toga that is held by a red sash around his waist. The embroidery of golden circles reaching around the edges as well for the left bicep-length sleeve, on his right is an opening, exposing his pectoral, leather arm guards, attached with gold colored protection with the theme of a lion, an uneven red skirt finished with standard sandals worn of this time.

To dumb it down, he looks damn near identical to the same Gilgamesh from the Civilization 6 game I used to play! How do I take this bout of coincidental hilarity?!

"Place extra security for the carpenters to ensure that they acquire the wood from the cedar wood forest, who knows what could be lurking there as of late." He orders, his face stern, and voice reverberates the walls, and that's without yelling too.

"Yes, your highness, right away." A soldier responds as he bows and rushes out of the throne room and moving past us.

The king then moves the tablet onto the table to his right and grabs another one from his left to read the contents.

Only for him to rub the bridge of his nose in irritation a second later. "Good grief, guards! Head to the metalworking district and let Tibira and his workers know that they are gonna have to work overtime this month, this an order from me to create more weapons that have been lost, if he asks, tell him it is to compensate the loss of not only the weapons, but with the goods of merchants and traders that were stolen as well, it has now become clear that thieves and bandits in hiding have gotten bold, so I want them off of our borders occurring at the south as fast as possible once my soldiers are armed and ready." He commands.

"Understood my king, I'll let them know post haste." The leading guard said, as he and his men move post haste.

He grunts in satisfaction and gets another tablet. "Very good, next report… Interesting, this next batch of priestesses at the academy for the goddess Ishtar holds a lot of promise this year, especially the young girl named Siduri, from what I've heard, she holds the greatest promise of all as to be the next potential candidate as head Priestess, keep up the good work in grooming her Urda." He responds, his face softening just a bit.

The person Urda in question is an old woman, wearing a priestess garb of Ishtar, who bows. "I will do my best, my king."

He goes for another Tablet, this time he grimaces as he reads on. "Requests at the brothel?"

CLAP!

Ninsun decides immediately to make our presence known as she makes a reinforced clap loud enough to garner everyone's attention. "Husband! Your ever-faithful wife has returned with guests, please drop what you're doing and introduce yourself." She smiles, but her shoulders ooze with malice.

I snorted quietly. "Nice save on your marriage life." I mutter next to her, who absolutely ignored me as if I didn't spoke.

Rude, but I deserved that for my comment.

Said husband diverts his attention to us, along with the others, he looked at the cow goddess as if she saved him from something embarrassing, he puts down the tablet quickly on the one of the tables and walks to Ninsun and hugs her tightly.

"My love, thanks for the save."

I snickered as he said the same thing I did under my breath.

But it seems that got everyone else's attention, almost forgetting I was here, and the king comes to me with some cautious steps, my eyebrow raised a little from this behavior, he coughs in his clenched fist, and then he spoke. "Greetings to you my lady, my name is Lugalbanda, husband of Ninsun and king of Uruk."

Nodding to him while finishing my analysis of him. I smiled at him genuinely, catching him off guard. "It is a pleasure to meet you as well, your majesty. My name is Jasmine, and I will be under your care, please treat me well." I greeted courteously as I do a bow, eyes closed.

Manners maketh man as my father once drilled into me.

"Rise Jasmine, there's no need for someone of your standing to bow to me." Lugalbanda gestured with a hand towards me, but a smile cracks through though, as his eyes glimmer in both relief and merriment.

Doing as instructed, I stood straight again.

"Very well. I heard from Ninsun here that I was to be your son's caretaker for the duration of my possible indefinite stay in Uruk, yes?" I asked the king who nodded, going into business mode.

"Indeed, miss Jasmine, as a father, it is my hope to have, with your blessing of course, that you can have this old man's heart put at ease in watching over my son when the time comes to take my place as king." He stated.

"I have heard most of the details by Queen Ninsun herself of this, and while I have agreed to this proposal in guardianship, nevertheless I wish to see my ward-yet-to-be."

"Father! I am done with my studies for the day, and has mother returned yet?"

That voice made us turn around at the entrance of the Ziggurat to see…A boy at the tender age of 10, short blonde hair, red eyes that are slits like a cat's, wearing thigh-short white pants, with a long black and white waist coat, a toga shirt, golden bracelets on the wrists and a necklace and brown sandals.

And did I forget to mention of how adorable he is?

Because what the anime, games and visual novels show, doesn't even come close to the real deal in front of my eyes.

'I know what kid Gilgamesh looked like thanks to them. But exactly how in the hell did this adorable little innocent kid become such a monster in the future?' I thought in complete bafflement.

My chest jumped from Ea's sudden sense of excitement, as my eyes turned gold while still looking at the kid, before they reverted to green.

But that moment, my eyes widened as I saw a light surrounding the boy that's very blinding, almost like he was a star.

[His potential is staggering! I can understand now why he was the only one to ever wield us!]

'Even so, I will not be so easily swayed because of it Ea, he must earn the right to wield us.' I admonished him stiffly.

Ninsun comes to him and gives him a hug, while the young man reciprocates. "I am here my darling boy, and I have brought us a guest who will stay with us in the foreseeable future." She gestured with a hand in my direction.

"Really!?" He exclaims in excitement.

"Yes, as much we like to talk, your father and I need to speak of delicate manners that acquires our attention, why don't you use this time as a chance to mingle with our honored guests?" Ninsun gestures towards me, Fou and Tiamat respectively as the she gives her son a hug, then she kisses him on the forehead, much to his embarrassment as he squirms from her grip and failing.

"Mother, please stop that." He whines as he tries to push out of her hold and failing.

"Dear child, is it not my right to love my son?" She pouts at him playfully as she pulls his cheek.

"There is absolutely nothing wrong about that, but you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." He points out with a muffled whine from having his cheek being stretched while still trying to pry himself from his mother's grasp to little avail.

His mother relents her smothering as her son pouts at her.

Beside me, Lugalbanda looks at me with amusement, I shrugged and stared at him with a with a resigned 'what are you gonna do?' expression on my face, the twitch of my lips give away my mirth.

Granted, I know historically next to nothing about Lugalbanda in my first life, but as far as I can discern of his demeanor is by no means a tyrant, if anything, he looks like a jolly giant who might just get along with anyone.

Seeing it as my cue, I moved forward to the young child, giving Fou to Tia as she holds him close to her chest as they observe, the blonde boy looked at me in curiosity, and now I stand in front of him, before I took a knee to have a closer look.

He tilts his head while gazing at me in curiosity and wonder before he smiles brightly. "Hello, what's your name?" He asked, barely restraining himself, evidence of him bouncing on the balls of his feet with his hands behind his back.

I smiled, admitting at least to myself that he is quite the cute kid, and having good manners to boot.

"My name is Jasmine, what is yours if I may ask?" I asked politely. Even though I know way beforehand, by both Ninsun and my knowledge of him.

"I am Gilgamesh, it is so nice to meet you. So, is it true what father said? About you staying here?" He leans his head forward eagerly.

I nodded. "Indeed, I accepted your mothers request to be your caretaker, not only that, if you are up for it, I can teach you in things that you won't find in Uruk, no offense to your parents of course." I stated to him about Ninsun and Lugalbanda.

The boy nodded, unperturbed of the truth of the matter. As well as the parents themselves, I have no doubt his father taught him the ways of a warrior, but it doesn't hurt to expand on how to fight.

Speaking of which.

"Gilgamesh, would you be a dear and show miss Jasmine here and her two companions around the kingdom? You could use this as an opportunity to know each other more." Ninsun asked, smiling on our interaction.

"Okay!" The boy replies cheerfully as he grabs my hand rushes us both out of the palace and down the stairs.

My goodness his strength is something else, not from in terms of being able to drag me, I simply allowed myself to be dragged by him, but his grip is strong enough to catch my attention.

Fou and Tia are not far behind, the child formed goddess follows us by jogging beside me while Fou is cradled in her arms as she smiles enthusiastically.

We took a tour around the city, and the atmosphere is peaceful, people are waving and bowing to Gilgamesh, who waved back with a joyful smile. He walks ahead, and spins around to wave at me to follow him.

"C'mon, I want to show you three around some more, hurry, hurry!" That boy is full of energy, and It was an endearing, I can't stop the smile on my lips, it's the little things like these that makes life a more bearable.

"Okay, okay, slow down I'll be right there." I admonished good naturedly. The kid sticks his tongue out in a sheepish manner as he lets us catch up to him, we took a look around until the boy then looks at Tiamat and Fou.

Or rather specifically at Fou.

"Is it alright if I can hold him, miss...?" He trails on, not catching her name.

Tia blinks in surprise before looking at me, I gestured at her in encouragement, she nods and then looks back to him.

"My name is Tia, just Tia. This here is Fou, and whether he lets you or not depends on him." Tia answers fluently in the human tongue with a shy demeanor while she holds Fou in front of the boy.

Confused he turns to me, asking the silent question on what he should do.

"Hold out your palms outward, let Fou sit on them." I told him simply.

Doing as instructed Gilgamesh and Tia put Fou on his hands, soon the two go into a staring contest that lasted for a few moments, the boy with curiosity while the mini beast with scrutiny, before the critter chirps and runs onto his shoulder, then licks his cheek, making him beam with joy as he gently scratches under his chin, causing him to mewl.

"Aw, you are so adorable, lets get along, okay?"

"Fou fou!" Fou chirps in happiness.

(Several Minutes Later)

"You're not human, are you? Nor are you a goddess." He stated this as a fact than a question as they stopped at the front of the biggest set of Cedar trees in Uruk. Fou sitting on his shoulders all the while, taking an immediate liking to his new spot.

Jasmine raised an eyebrow while Tia is walking beside her, holding her hand. "You are perceptive. Tell me young one, what, or who, do you think I am behind this human exterior?" She inquired while peering through his eyes.

The boy frowned, thinking for a few moments before he answered.

"Someone who is lost in between and has endured a lonely existence."

That shot a pang through her heart than any attack could create. His words hit far too close to home but won't deny them.

sighing explosively as she stares directly at Gilgamesh in the eye. "You are right Gilgamesh, too long had I lived that life, day after day after day I endured the horrors and walked the Earth. Nevertheless, even when there is no end to this road, it's my principle to pierce through wherever I go."

The kid stares with what is discerned as sadness and pity.

(Third POV: Midday)

Jasmine can be found smiling while sitting on top of a huge boulder in a crisscross, with her head leaning on her left hand, looking after the trio while they play hide and seek, Tia was chosen to be it, and was pouting a storm as she looks around trying to find Fou and Gilgamesh currently in hiding.

Ahead of me, I see through the foliage to find the two hiding in their respective spots, Fou is underneath the bushes while the boy is on top of the branches.

Fun fact, the game of hide and seek doesn't exist in this era, when Gilgamesh asked her of any game's they can play to pass the time, Jasmine thought about it for a moment before just going with hide and seek, when Gilgamesh asked her what it was, she explained the rules of how it works, this caught Fou and Tia's attention and are eager to play as well.

Jasmine created a blank dice within my fist of three colors, gold from top to bottom for Gilgamesh, blue from left and right for Tia, and then white on the remaining sides for Fou, to decide who shall be it. The dice landed on blue, so Tia was the first to be it, so the next phase is for her instructing Tia to place herself in front of the boulder Jasmine was sitting on, close her eyes with her hands and then count to ten.

Gilgamesh and Fou used this time to go for any hiding spot they can find when told that they are required to hide when someone is counting.

When those ten seconds passed, Tia is a child form goddess on a mission to find the two in order to win, and so far...

She is losing, very badly.

Case in point, she is pouting angrily as she looked everywhere for them for the past five minutes, but to no avail.

"Aaaaagh!" She does a cute war with arms raised in the air with fire in her eyes as she rushes headlong to the bushes like she was reenacting a Leeroy Jenkins. snorting a little from that mental image.

"Truly some internet memes never get out of your head." She says to herself.

She covers her mouth when she lets out a jaw jacking yawn, deciding that taking a nap sounds like a good idea, the braided redhead jumps off from the rock, stretching her back with her arms in the air, she then walks to a hammock to get some rest, which is tied to two trees near the mansion, her hands behind her back as she hums a little tune.

The mansion is now placed in this forest, the spot she is in has an open area courtesy of her cutting several trees to fit mansion in for space, a perfect spot for residence and away from the crowded areas.

The day's events left her mentally exhausted and having a primordial construct for a body does not spare her from mental fatigue, thankful that there are aspects of her humanity that she still retains.

Having naps is one of the few pleasures she seldom partakes in. What, with having to watch over a mini goddess, a critter and now a kid like the babysitter she is, she earns this, and she is confident the trio playing hide and seek can take care of themselves for a few hours of her absence.

She reaches the white hammock and throws her body into it, summons a soft as silk blanket along with a fluffy pillow and lays her head on it while covering her body with the blanket.

Staring at the sky for a few minutes, her eyes begin to close slowly, and soon passes out.

(To Be Continued)

There we have it, ladies and gentlemen! The first chapter of Fate Genesis is done, I say first chapter because I don't count prologues as a 'first' chapter, That's just my opinion, I hope you guys enjoyed it.

On another note, and I'm gonna say this flat out that it was hard to implement Jasmine's interactions with Fou, Tia, Gilgamesh along with both of his parents.

And as for Lugalbanda himself, I wasn't lying when I said that there is LITERALLY no illustrations of Gilgamesh's father whatsoever in the Nasu-verse, so I improvised on what I thought as the best character appearance for him, unless there is and I haven't been informed of it, let me know and don't hate me for it, criticize me on anything I may have done wrong or incorrectly, but do so constructively, I'm calling it out on you flamers and haters.

Now with that said, onto the reviews!

Graymar1: The reasons why Jasmine made a modern building is because she misses the modern luxuries from her past life that we all enjoy, and she learned not to shackle herself with the views of other people from the era she currently lives in, or ones down the line. While the mansion from Kingdom Hearts II should be called chambers instead of rooms is something I'll keep in mind. I will keep the name of gods she killed to myself, those parts dangerously walk on spoiler territory, so wait and see yeah?

Holix25:Thank you for enjoying this story! As for Tiamat, she is mostly harmless, I say mostly because she immediately becomes hostile if a god or goddess is in her sights like Ninsun was, it was only Jasmine that saved her from becoming Beast chow, besides that though, Tiamat being chibi sized to emphathize her cuteness, in my opinion, I like to think that she is adorable both normal and chibi sized, seriously what's not to like about her?

Jasmine meeting the big G is something I must carefully work my way around, being voice only? I believe that he (and don't take this as an insult in any way) has many ways to talk to people, the burning bush when speaking to Moses, a whirlwind to speak with Job, and rays of light to talk to Noah, and so much more.

And in concerns with the White Giant Sefar/Altera, Excalibur and? I won't say on the matter, too deep into spoiler alert territory and all.

A Lost Nuffians: Thank you very much for liking this!

Valkoor123113: TFS Dragonball Z Kai FTW! And I didn't even realize I pulled THAT reference in my story at all.

Hunter792: I am glad you love this! My stories take a long time to make because I have no beta for my stories, I'm doing all of them by my lonesome.

Bender Rodriguez: Glad you love this so much, and Also, no one has ever done a OC-Insert where they are reborn as a weapon, let alone in the Nasuverse, but besides that, like I said to some of the reviews above, spoilers, so I wont speak on the matter, its on the need-to-know basis.

Guest(1): Greatness indeed, thank you for loving it!

Yanna0406: Going as fast I can, writers block is an evil that is difficult to put down.

MCRDanime: It only gets interesting from there my friend.

Cassiopea13Rosales: The impacts will be noticeable when the two meet.

Drago9082: I won't stop making stories until I decide to announce otherwise, and that's not gonna happen for this one, so rest easy.

Defalt172004: The Nemesis Titan is not on hiatus or discontinued, I will make it when I have some more stories yet to be written, all I ask is patience.

chris: I hope future chapters are great in your eyes.

TheLost01: Love to share it.

Grapha: Here you go.

Knightoftheice: Thank you. And as for your question, that I will have to think with real hard, how will Jasmine handle those specific events with Enkidu and Gilgamesh is something I won't reveal just yet.

Guest(2): Updating as fast I am able to.

Citopal: Oh trust me, Jasmine will not make it easy for him to earn the right to wield her, past interactions with the gods that desired Ea's power is too much to look past to, and Enkidu will reveal himself, but I won't say when or where, and as for the fate timeline? That will be glorious.

Whirpool1246: Jasmine is a fan of the Nasuverse franchise in her first life, so don't be shocked if her thoughts and opinions on Gilgamesh in both child and adult versions are similar to those who play and watch the fate series. And I love my work, hard to do, but that's what makes it worthwhile. I have more positive than negative feedbacks in my reviews, so I must be doing something correctly yeah?

Byakko01: I will.

Alice Aquabld: Unique indeed, we don't find many stories like this do we?

Guest(3): It's not rude, if your talking chapter 4 then its there, I know full well that it's a little late to say, but I had say it nevertheless.

Journey to the End: Guiding him is not gonna be easy, Jasmine will have her work cut out for her and must be careful how she will approach this, I have seen the anime depiction of FGO too, many good and heartbreaking things to found in it to be sure.

As for Tia and Fou being living with Jasmine, let's just say she was surprised herself in meeting them. And as to what role she will play in Gilgamesh' life will not be revealed at this time.

Chris: Here's your answer.

Asbjoern: I will continue this, be certain of that.

The Loud Person: You'll see more, I assure you.

SeleneAlice: Wish granted. Courtesy of Grail-kun!

Eunikecindy8: Granted.

Guest(4): Update is here.

Sakurhita: Thank you for loving this.

Lolly my Golly: Agreed, too many fate stories revolving around Shirou is too common for me, and I hope this story doesn't become unoriginal, one of my fears.

AkosiMarie: I thank you for Loving it.

teckbears1: A sentient weapon in the Nasuverse of all places, and being fused inside the Sword of Rupture no less? That will catch anyone's eye to be certain.

And that is all the reviews for today! Thank you all so much for responding so well with this, I am pleasantly surprised this story had such positive feedback, I am glad you love this.

P.S.: The Second chapter for this story is almost done, a second chapter so soon after this came out? This must be a good sign if I am feeling honest with myself.

See you all later, and real soon, I hope. Wrath of Vajra sighing off.