I am giving a shot at my first ever Persona fic: 'Persona 3 to 5: Warped Moon'! If you like Persona or are interested, go give it a try!

BTW, did you know that Gilgamesh had several siblings in real history according to some remains?

! I added an introduction for a certain someone at the bottom of chapter 3. Be sure to check it! Thanks!

Chapter 7 Help.

Scribbles found on a discarded piece of clay whose lines were scrubbed away by charcoal:

[ Still no luck at analyzing the System...Influence from former ego detected...Did 'Gilgamesh' reverse engineer...?

The primary hypothesis suggests the...of divine intervention...it was 'constructed' by them...? ]

All other lines are indiscernible.

Should I just leave?

That was what first came to my mind when the quest clear notification popped up before my eyes. I mean, I didn't do anything.

Ok, to be fair, I did do something disastrous when I first met Ishtar, but that was completely by accident.

Hey, don't judge me. I was just having a small stroll in the woods with my dear, dear Ea.

I spotted a sparrow with my clairvoyance and remembered the Japanese Fate meme about a dimension-warping sparrow (due to how it caused Kojiro Sasaki to reach True Magic by just trying to cut it), and a light bulb went off in my head.

I looked at my dear Ea and found that her crimson lines were even more gorgeous than usual, so I decided to give her a breath of free air.

...So yeah. It was just a walk. A very enthusiastic walk.

We only had a blast, pun not intended.

Come on, how could anyone refuse those big (imaginary) puppy eyes of my dear Ea? Do you know how stunning she is when she gorges out a hole in the matrix of reality and sends ripples through space-time?

Yeah.

And Ishtar just had to ruin my sweet bonding time with Ea. Why was she chasing after the feathery ass of a sparrow for god's sake!?

What followed next was a complete blur, but I remember spouting some romantic bullshit and offering her a feather.

...What do you mean it was not by Ea's will that I obliterated that bird? She obviously wanted it, right, Ea, my dear-!?

A jolt ran threw my right hand that was wrapped around Ea's hilt. Hah, she burnt my palm again...she's cute like that. What can I man do?

"...My lord?", my new 'shadow' Peltah asked. I shook my head to let her know I was fine.

Sighing, I raised my head and squinted suspiciously at the oddly silent temple. My new 'mage' Hasimtee stepped closer and whispered into my ear.

"The goddess is...pleasuring herself, my king."

I slapped a palm across my face and groaned softly in despair at the unwanted revelation...and the horrible realization that surfaced in my mind.

'Pleasure a Goddess'...huh? Now I had a good idea about why I cleared the damn quest.

Now, I REALLY didn't want to go up those steps.

My Gilgamesh senses blared as something suddenly closed the distance. I knew who she was.

No, not Ishtar...but someone I came to know in these few years rather well.

The crafty little troublemaker who somehow managed to trick everyone into believing her false nature that was the perfect princess, while in reality, she was everything but that.

The princess that didn't exist...at least to my knowledge.

Well, say what you like, but family is family. I snorted and turned back to face my newest frenemy...and the main reason I named Hasimtee as my personal mage.

God knows she is more talented than Caster Gil. Hell, she may even rival the Greek Goddess of magic herself, Hecate.

"Cooking up trouble again, dearest sister?"

"Not as much as you, dearest brother."

Peshtur...or as our family calls her...Matur. My seven-year-old baby sister.

There she stood in all her mischievous glory, with wavy golden long hair that reached her waist and a braided string that crowned her head like a tiara.

Her crimson eyes sparkled with some form of hidden glee at a joke that only she could comprehend. If I were to guess, she was something similar to me...an irregular, yes, but from another world...?

That remains to be seen, and while I was curious about how her stats were completely unknown to me including her bond levels, I had no intention of forcing anything from her. Besides, I already had more than enough pressure.

Unlike me, she was not designed by the gods, so she was purely half god, half man. Well, our father also had a divine lineage so 60% divine to be precise. All of the merits and none of the demerits of being the gods' middle manager. Great luck if you ask me.

What irked me the most was how she succeeded in creating a prototype for the portal that resembled the Gate of Babylon.

What was even more infuriating was that she did it with her hand-made Bab-Ilu ripoff artifact...which she loved to rub it in every time we met.

Yeah, she gained space-time temporal access to my treasury even before I did...damn it. And she's doing it again.

With an exaggerated flourish of her hand, she swiped out the mechanical gold key from her robes and twisted it mid-air, creating a cobweb of crimson veins in the sky that opened up a tunnel-like dimension that connected to my treasury.

"Heh, heh~! Look! I made it so that I could open three of them-"

A tingle suddenly ran down my spine as my clairvoyance 'saw' through the myriad of parallel possibilities of what was yet to come.

I opened my mouth and reached out my hand, desperate to make her stop her childish act of boasting (not to say it wasn't adorable since she was basically showing off to her big brother), for this time, she was indeed tempting fate and-

A loud crack echoed as one of the cogs in her key sizzled and fired out.

One of the golden ripples opened, twisted, and spat out one of the largest weapons in my collection. The Mountain Cleaving Sword, the gift I inherited from my father.

And in this case, its sheer size spelled out my doom.

The massive sword spun through the skies, cleaving the trees, and rammed right into the gates of Ishtar's grand temple.

Silence reigned. There was a soft thud behind me as Shiduri fainted.

Then...rage descended.

A giant explosion shook the ground as the collapsed roof of the temple erupted into the air like a volcanic blast, tearing apart the entire mountain of rubble.

Pat...pat...pat.

Soft steps of bare feet walking through the smoking rocks.

I stepped before my sister who was frozen in shock.

"Take Shiduri and leave...now!"

I gave her a nudge, which made her snap out of her trance-like state. Scooping up the unconscious Shiduri in her arms, she tried to leave. Emphasis on tried.

"...Step aside, my sweet Gilgamesh. I can't kill that vermin."

Licking my lips, I lifted my eyes to meet the blazing gold orbs of the mighty Goddess of War.

It was definitely going to be a long day.

Yep, surprise! New little sister is about to face certain death. 'Gasp', is this the corrective force of Fate...!?

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X-kalibuuuur, out.

Added message to all the Matur haters who want her dead:

I really don't see how she is superior in all ways. Yes, she accessed his treasury, yes, she is a lot more talented in things arcane.

So what? She doesn't have Ea, for one...and she is obviously untalented in Clairvoyance.

Letting Matur die because she looks better in some aspects is like saying how your sibling is unfair since he/she can do things better than you and thus needs to be exterminated.

Besides, she can only open a few of the Gates, not to mention one of them already backfiring.

So...yeah. Sheesh. Your hate towards Matur is prejudice and inferiority complex projection all in one, you know?

Also, AU Gil's irritation is like the one an older brother feels towards his naughty siblings and maybe a little jealousy. Not inferiority.

So, if you still want her dead, I invite you to a debate, rather than spamming anonymous reviews all over.

Thanks, and see ya.

PS. To the anonymous spammer:

Threaten me with dropping this all you want. I write what I think is fit, I'm not licking your boots just for your approval, buddy.