The different media that portrayed him were but a rude caricature be it animation, games, or movies, a plain mockery of the man, gilgamesh was as perfect as a human could possibly be, if bodybuilders and models knew of him, rivers of blood would form from their tears, I am not a jealous man but... I certainly am shedding some as well. And everything that lay in front of him seemed to bend to his will to greet him, from the light that came from the writing on the walls to the very air between us, the aura of power, of domination that came from him was overwhelming, and I found myself with the urge to kneel in front of him, it was instinctive as if a compulsion to obey was ingrained into me, just the same as...HER, but it was stronger this time that my body and mind were present at the same time, were I any younger or any more stable, I would have simply done that but I refused to kneel before him.

at that moment I could feel the power weighting down on me, unlike the sad excuse of a goddess, this pressure was suffocating, I did not feel any kind of malicious intent but it was hard to stay focused nonetheless.

"myyy, name, (breath) is, maarcuus, (breath) acker"

I barely squeezed the word between heavy breaths keeping a leveled look directly in his eyes, If I was to die here and now, I will go defiant until the end, cursed be the void and shit-star waiting for me, I am too old to let myself be squashed by some pressure.

so I stood to HIM, the king of Uruk, afraid, but I was tired of being afraid and constantly mulling over my mortality, and if I am right, kneeling only will make things worse.

silence settled in the room and the pressure got worse, his amused face was now a glare and the maliciousness that was lacking came in full force but still, a marine stand his ground, a soldier looks death to the face and smiles, years of training, induction of the core and years of war made it possible, I will not go as a pansy on my knees.

and smile I did, to the face of king gilgamesh, there was something definitely wrong with me, beyond stain-star mind pollution.

"you dare to smile to my face? after my welcome, you DARE to stand before your king you MONGREL?"

he said while shouting at the end 'so this is really how he speaks?' i thought and I replied accepting my fate, the waves of killing intent came like an endless raging ocean of power.

"you, are, (breath) not (breath) my, (breath) king"

'I did it, I am going out with a bang ' was my last thought before the silence turned to a bombastic laugh, the legendary gil-laugh, the sound generating echos everywhere in the downed city of uruk.

"very well marcus acker, you are, at the very least not a common mongrel, and have good eyes, defiant to the end? but I am afraid your death will not be of use for me or my kingdom, be at ease, there is much to discuss marcus acker and you shall give me your full atention"

his tone was demanding, but it is not one born out of arrogance, but rather the commanding voice of a ruler, that held the seriousness of the calling to end the world, and maybe it did, EA is a thing after all.

"very well, king gilgamesh, you have my attention"

he snarled in what was undistinguishable from a snarl or a laugh

"There are things of great importance, but first, before i decide to either enlist your help or send you back to the void, explain yourself, (the deathly aura returned in full with a scowl and a shining glare) what. do. you. mean. by... gil-chan? and what is, ... a waifu?"

all blood drained from my face and started to shiver, just how do you explain to a man that regal about the existence of a waifu? and worse, of him being made into a waifu?

'crap'

after some cautious and tip-toeing conversation, explaining what type-moon had done and the happenings with the stain, the boisterous laugh of the king returned

"so you mean to tell me the useless goddess was jealous of my female character to the point of cursing you to this world? and gave you 2 extra courses? bhuahahahaha"

' did he just say two extra courses? she took more than just my ball´s primary function? I´m gutting you with a spoon shitt-star with a god damned spoon '

"as hilarious as this is, I must tell you why are you here, and why you were not cleaned out of my city by the barrier, YOU marcus acker, were brought here with a new body by the idiot, as it seems she didn´t care to see what she was doing while ranting, one can never underestimate how much she can ruin herself, she has a special skill to trip over herself, she sent you making you a body from the likeness of my people, and into the walls of uruk nonetheless, the barrier would have erased you in that instant, if not for her carelessness, you marcus acker are the last living vestige of the great uruk, do you see the implications?"

the idiot aside, this was very big news and it took some time to register, the king never losing its patience and waiting for me to assimilate everything

"that would mean the idiot wanted me dead at arriving, and that the barrier remains active, but how?"

gilgamesh sight remained into my eyes as he gave a bomb of information drop as a nuke

"no, marcus acker, killing you is far too little for the capabilities of this barrier, it was going to erase your existence, your soul, have you not be one of my own the soul that was saved from the void would be in the path to nothingness alongside your fallen heroes"

apparently to the king everyone that mocked ishtar enough to grant a direct intervention to get erased was a brave hero of the sumerian people, corageous enough to change her reflection or in fgo terms.

her saint graph was forever changed in the realm of spirits and souls and thus, forever will be an a-cup with twin tails and a cute flat bottom.

'I will hate you more the more this curse remains shitt-star'

"it may seem to us mortals a trivial thing, but to the gods, or at least those who call themselves gods and have any right doing so, it is a matter of more than life and death, they are unchanging beings, the only way to change them, is by changing the reflection on the realm of spirits and souls"

this was ringing many bells form that one off in the outer, and I didn't like where this was going.

"and to do so you must modify their concept, the very thing at the core of their existence is the perception that the spiritual beings have of them, that is why it is the best and only way to damage them in the long run, that is why I instituted the festival to mock ishtar when I was alive and your people did it, you avenged our generations, my friend, us, our sorrow, by doing so and by sacrificing yourselves to the void facing her wrath."

It was mind-wobbling the revelation, the comic remarks, the laugh at her ban animation, and the crappy personality were having a massive impact on the world beyond us.

"that is why I am here, to commemorate that uruk had at the very end, the last laugh, from that point she will descend into insanity and finally the concept can not sustain the contradiction, the goddess of seduction, fertility, and love being loveless, flat, unalluring, taking the fertility of a spirit away is the last action of contradiction that she can sustain, you already killed her, by your thrice sacrifice, our work was finished, we may rest"

I was speechless, openly gaping like a fish at the revelation, it was not just a mad ranting of a petty goddess, it was a reaction to soul poisoning and the possibility of her death, this changed the outlook of things.

"she will still exist for a while, but her dissolution is already happening, the death will arrive, and that is why as a king, ruler, and leader of my people past, present, and future, I came to give you my thanks"

a lone tear came from the king's eye with what seemed to be relief

"and ensure you have what is needed to survive, I did not manifest in this uruk by chance, I was called by the relief of the spirit of my people, by the gratefulness of my city that let me return, so long as my name was forgotten by my people the pass through the veil was closed for me, a deceased soul"

"wait, if you die, how are you here?"

still processing the news that 4chan and reddit were now officially god slayers, their infamy was legendary among the old who still remembered the internet golden age, I made a very stupid question.

"Because of the last burial, the commemoration of the death and their put to rest is what awakened the city, you may not have known of our customs but after millennia of humiliation, they are grateful to rest, and so I am with you and the uncounted heroes of uruk"

Gone are my friends, fellow gamers and shitposters, but we did it, in the vengeance was our retaliation, the stain on reality, shit-star is dying, a small sense of relief came to my cheeks, it was not totally in vain, they didn't disappear for nothing, even if they never knew.

"Thank you, your majesty, wherever they are, they are honored and delighted to hear you said that," and I smiled at him, giving him the first smile ever have in this new life with the respect the man deserved.

"The power of the human soul is something the gods have never understood, but you coming as my people were the last blunder in her insanity, my return to this realm, even as a memory, will lock her for the remaining of her time, for there is a citizen of uruk that the barrier approves of, the soul bounded to home and so long as you keep the memory alive, she will dissolve without causing more damage"

this confused me more, there are terms and things thrown forward that make no sense

"but how does my presence change anything? I am powerless and just a human that is over his head, I have no magic"

to which the king softly and fatherly smiled at me

"that is the precise point of it all, this world had forgotten the age before the current generation of gods, the legacy we left, erased but when you came, you brought your memories, you conceptualized your new experience with your previous knowledge and thus brought the CONCEPT with you, only species with spirit and fully developed souls can make use of the concepts to change reality, and not the failure of magic that I feel around this world, it is pitiful, it is so thin, that it relies on the nothingness of imagination to manifest, that is why the walls of uruk were never breached"

a pause came with a distant look of nostalgia on his face

"the downfall came when my people were betrayed by the followers of ishtar from other cities and when sensing the betrayal, the last king purged the city of all human life as the last came down in the palace, this temple serves as the central point of the city, the control of the barriers and this remembrancer is my anchor from which i can see over my people so long someone remembers me. "

It was a sad story of the end of a civilization, and I could see it, it was close to the end of my own in my old world, the similarities minus divine intervention were big enough, power-hungry idiots, incompetent rise to power, and the madness that came from the masses forgetting their identity, their roots and the spirit of their people, our sad faces were a mirror of each other, a forgotten king and an old soldier that saw too much falling apart around him.

with the fall of uruk the old world fell as well and the age of new gods, and new civilizations began, an age where the three factions would emerge and humanity returned to the slavery of the gods and worst.

The conversation was long entering into details of the places inside the city, the how and why gilgamesh fought a war against the old gods eliminating the existing pantheons until only ereshkigal remained in the inner world.

the death of enkidu that started it all, and how before that, humanity was a slave to praise the gods, to work for their riches giving them a solid position in the outer realms, enforcing their reflections of concept.

night came as the sun gave up, but there was light in the city, the light of uruk had returned with his king and so the talk continued.

I never was a devoted fan of DXD, but I had some knowledge of the plot, some came from the bared days when I watched an episode or two or from the comments of a very "special" friend back in the days.

So I told the king of the "plot" of this world and how it will end with the trihexia or crashing to EXE, when he asked to see my memories, for clarification I was skeptical to let him see, that I was a soul before, while outside and while entering the world and thus knew how it is to really see into something.

"you have been accepted by the walls, by my city, and by my people, you are of uruk as you are of me, believe in your king that you had been already judged by character, by acts, and by the strength of your determination, the moment you set foot in the main temple, so there is no hiding from your king"

He gave me a smirk as if a child had been caught and had to explain a ridiculous prank he had come about to his father, and thus. I allowed him to watch and the frown that was forming was replaced by the most fearsome face a human can make, a feeling of deep-seated hatred came from gilgamesh, the light in the eyes was blazing like an inside inferno of madness and rage.

"THEY DARE...THEY DARE TO DESECRATE MY GARDEN, MY PEOPLE, TO ENSLAVEEE MY KINGDOM TO TURN THE SOULS OF MY PEOPLE TO FUEL, THOSE MONGRELS DAREEEEE WRYYYYYYYYYY"

The entirety of the city turned red as the anger of the king rose and water boiled, for him being a projection and a fraction of his real self, the power that came with him was such, that the air vibrated in an electrical hiss.

I had a guess that if a devil came anywhere close to uruk, they would get vaporized by the sheer amount of energy emanating from the king´s wrath.

it took time to quell his anger, but it finally subsided and gilgamesh regained control of himself at the price of some collapsed walls inside the city, but still, he vibrated like a melting nuclear reactor, I would know I was the idiot volunteering to go down to cool down the damned thing.

gilgamesh could not stay forever, nor could he set foot in the world again, and his presence was restricted to the pond of the temple, probably the only reason the biblical faction still existed and there was not a mass genocide of gods.

"After inanna´s demise, there is no moment of respite, truly the changes of the epoch, the damn mongrels (sigh), the garden must be cleaned of this infestation and once again, humanity must be set free (said the oldest known king with a tone of mechanical tiredness, I am sorry for all the farming hours I put you through in FGO, I´m just sorry), return to me as soon as your needs are met, there is much to discuss and plan, for I refuse to leave the fate of this world to a boob-addict mongrel"

as plans were drafted and more information exchanged, we came to the agreement that for the next week every waking moment that was not expended on daily necessities and the hunt for lizards a.k.a breakfast, will be expended in the discussions with the king.