Yo guys, what's up. Back with another chapter. My updating times will definitely fluctuate depending on the amount of work from college, and the business of my social life, but I will try my best to not give up on this story. Until I say it's discontinued, it won't be. If it ever is, I will try and find someone to continue it. Anyway, if the stat page for chapter 9 orthis one have any problems still, just P.M me. Enjoy the chapter.

Enuma Elish

"You killed all of the elders?"

"Yep."

"Why?"

I sighed, leaning back in my throne, and threw Enzag an annoyed glare. I had been in the middle of my return orgy, going through the entire night, only to be interrupted by Enzag once again.

"You're such a cockblock, you know that?" Enzag looked really confused for a moment, and then I remember.

"Is that an insult?" He looked genuinely curious since he didn't know what that meant.

"It means you block me from having sex a lot. You have the worst timing." He sighed, and sat back in the chair he summoned.

"Gilgamesh, you can't just kill off people. They were very useful to the city, and did well in your absence. Do you truly think they had no value?" I waved at one of the servants and asked them to bring me some grapes.

"They had value Enzag. They were indeed very useful, and would have definitely been so in the future." I took the bowl of grapes from the servant so she wouldn't try and feed them to me, "I value people based on their potential. Everyone has potential, but they also have a cost. And the cost of the elders was annoyance. They have annoyed me from the age of 8. Their cost was more than their potential and benefits. Besides, I already have people searching for people, so I can teach them how to take care of Uruk while I am away from it. They won't have the benefits the elders enjoyed, so they shouldn't get thoughts of being better than they actually are."

"Your presence has an effect on people similar to that of gods Gilgamesh. There are rarely anyone who would defy or intentionally insult a god, and most certainly not a regular human." I was starting to get a bit bored by the conversation, and I started counting the tiles of gold on the floor.

"Fear, intimidation, exaltation, etcetera, all have one thing in common. They only truly work in small segments. Too much exposure to something dulls those emotions. Spending so much time with me helped the elders get used to my presence. My charisma was dulled for them, and so was their admiration. You gods rarely meet with others, and so you are held up high. But if you spent years in the presence of someone? I doubt they wouldn't be used to you by then." I finished counting the tiles in a second or so, and decided to end the conversation in a bit.

"Okay, that makes sense, and I admit I wouldn't understand that since it is true we rarely spend time with others that aren't divine. I guess I can understand why you would get rid of people with power who don't respect you as much as they should. What about Marduk? What were you speaking of with him?" Enzag stopped drinking the wine I gave him, and sat forward on the edge of his seat, eager.

"Ho, and how did you know of my talk with Marduk without hearing it?" I guess I would talk for a bit longer before I left.

"I wanted to talk to you and congratulate you on your acquirement of The Sword of Rupture, but you were busy with your women. I was going to teleport in when you were taking a short break when he came in, and blocked my sight." I finished my grapes, and beckoned for a servant to get me some peaches.

"Hmm, well I named her Ea first of all. As for what Marduk wanted? Well, he just wanted to have a little chat with the holder of Ea." I gave a little smirk, took my peaches from the sweating servant, and lightly thought back on my conversation.

Flashback

"Gilgamesh, King of Uruk. One of my favorite Kings in history already. Also the only being to ever wield the legendary Sword of Rupture."

The voice was powerful, and it rang in my ears hauntingly. I turned around, and took a quick glance at him. Tall, dark-skinned, long black hair, aristocratic face, and very powerfully built. My mood plummeted and my guard rose as I gazed at him.

Marduk

Age- 5091 years 4 months 27 days

Health- 2,117,570/2,117,570

Godly Mana- 1,416,690/1,416,690

Titles- Slayer of Tiamat, King of Gods, Wielder of Imhullu, Bringer of War,

Level- 913

Race- God

STR- 121,014

VIT- 107,192

DEX- 97,283

INT- 37,104

WIS- 72,919

CHA- 131,183

LUK- 5,081

Strengths- Sword Fighting

Weaknesses - Pride, Bloodlust

Thoughts About You- Interesting, Weak

Feelings Towards You- Amusement

Description- Marduk is the King of Gods. He is the god of water, vegetation, judgement, and magic. His consort is the goddess Sarpanit, a mother goddess of the Earth. He is the first born son of Enki and Ninhursag. He rose to kingship after slaying the draconic shade of Tiamat, who was terrorizing the gods. Marduk lives for the thrill of challenge.

"Marduk, King of the Gods. What… a pleasure." It was tense for a good minute, but I sensed no danger from him so I relaxed a bit, "What brought about this meeting of ours?" I gestured for him to sit in one of the chairs next to me, and Sarrum warily moved away from the both of us, resting on my bed.

"You somehow managed to tame The Sword of Rupture. Something that has not been done even by the most powerful of the gods. You didn't have the interest of many beings before, but now you have at least partial attention from all of them, me included." He accepted the wine I gave him, sitting back and completely relaxing, with me following his lead.

"It's only natural of course. The strong always gather the attention of those weaker." I couldn't resist the urge to be as arrogant as possible. This was someone I was going to murder in the future, so no reason to be too kind.

"Hmhmhm! Very cute. Despite the overwhelming arrogance you display, I do find you very interesting. As you know, we gods embody our domains. As the King of Gods, and Mesopotamia, I understand all of the kings in Mesopotamia. I don't usually bother learning or paying attention to them, as they all pass relatively quickly, and with little impact. But you Gilgamesh, you are something special. When the gods proposed a way for us to keep our ability to materialize in the world without starting war, I was against it. The few demigods that exist are rather troublesome towards us, and having one with humans of all things was even more demeaning." He took a pause to sip some more wine, and closed his eyes, not even bothering to look at me.

"But you surprised me Gilgamesh. You embody the gods so much more than human. Unfortunately you have that arrogance that all humans have towards beings stronger than them. You have the instinctual need to try and prove you are not so inferior. That is the only thing I appreciate about humans. The only thing about humans that I think I share." I almost choked on my wine at him saying he actually liked something about humans.

"Ho, your greatness tainted by human qualities?! What a horrifying concept. Enough with the long, drawn out conversation. You're almost putting me to sleep. What do you want?" He opened his eyes, and I could feel the pressure of his very being. He was obviously letting out some of his real power, but I was used to pressure that made me want to kill myself.

"When I was young, maybe 1 or 2 years of age, Tiamat decided to amuse herself by breaking off a piece of her existence, stuffing her consciousness into it, and terrorizing the gods. She slaughtered hundreds of us, and no one could stop her. I spent 300 years training, fighting, and gathering the weapons to defeat her. I watched as friends that I made were killed, while I was hopeless. I watched as my lovers were stripped from me one by one. Conflict and war forged me, fueled me, and excited me beyond anything else. All of the loss and victory, the sadness and happiness fulfilled me like nothing else." I called for a servant to bring us some food, since it had been a couple years since I ate anything.

"Then we were attacked, some things happened, blah blah blah. Short story, we were confined to our respective heavens, and unable to directly interfere with the world. I was unable to revel in conflict for thousands of years. I haven't changed at all. I've been stagnant because I've had no challenges. I know you don't know what that feels like now, and you may never feel like me, but it is the single worst thing I've ever experienced." His tone got more somber, and I was just kind of numb while I was listening to him. He was nothing like I imagined him to be.

"Then why not just fight people from our pantheon, or even start a war with the other pantheons?" He snorted into his wine, and gave a little laugh.

"I said I wanted challenges. No one in our pantheon is a challenge. If I attack another pantheon, it also won't be a challenge. I'll be slaughtered, by every other single god and goddess from the other pantheons. They hold even more power than us, who are declining from the lack of reverence. Human reverence helps us keep our connection to the world, which has slowly been rejecting us. While they are suffering from it as well, it is a lot less than us." Some steak, and other foods I didn't really care about finally arrived, and we both paused in our conversation to partake.

"I've looked into your very being Gilgamesh. I know of your desire to conquer the Earth, Heavens, and Hells." I stopped eating to survey his expression, and it was surprisingly neutral, "I don't really care about it. Usually I would never believe you to have the ability to do that. But only someone with incredible potential would be able to tame Ea, and you just so happen to be that person."

"So…. you want me to conquer everything?" I had an eyebrow quirked in confusion, and he just looked at me like I was stupid.

"Of course not. Are you stupid?" He chuckled at my annoyed look, "I refuse to let you take what is mine, but I am willing to forget about Earth. I don't care if you conquer that, in fact, I encourage it. But if you try to take Heaven from me, I'll slaughter you and everything you love." His threat, and the pressure that accompanied it didn't affect me at all.

"I don't know how you'll go about slaughtering both me AND wine. Just one sounds pretty difficult." He chuckled at my sarcastic quip, before deciding to monologue a bit more, ignoring my groan.

"Hahaha, well besides that. I encourage you to go conquer the world, to weaken the other pantheons, and strengthen ours. If their position is weakened, and ours is strengthened, we may be able to gather some alliances to start an equal war. Of course, the other pantheons aren't naive to my desire of war, nor your potential. We were there after all after you broke our barrier with Ea, and we could practically taste your potential. They will do everything they can to stop you from weakening them, and they can be quite the sneaky people when they are determined to do something." I didn't feel any fear from that knowledge, only excitement.

"I'll kill you in the future. I'll take everything you fought for, tear it to the ground, and then make a throne from your corpse." I almost sounded like I was joking, but I was actually serious. It was also a pretty good plan to take advantage of the godly war.

"Hahahaha, you are most welcome to try if you feel you can do so. I always welcome challenge, and if you need anything I can help you with, like advice, or knowledge, feel free to contact me." He threw me a ring with a large M ingrained into it, that would allow me to contact him.

"Can I see The Sword of Rupture once more? It has been ages since I last gazed at it without fearing for my life." His tone was soft, and he looked very nostalgic.

"Do you not still desire Ea, or have you found another weapon to satisfy you?" I hesitated to take Ea out, knowing that if he wanted to, the only thing stopping him from taking her would be Ea herself.

"No. Though I admire your Ea, I could never bring myself to lay hands on it again. Especially since that sword took them from me. Completely scarred me, and turned me into a shell of myself, drastically weakening me. Does not stop me from admiring it though." I sent a doubtful look at him, particularly towards his arms and the rest of his body, which he caught.

"This a shade made by my power. I can make it look like anything I want, even a woman. I know you've seen Inanna change forms when you slept with her, she does that all the time." He stood up, getting ready to leave.

"I just thought that was something unique to her but whatever." I decided to be dramatic, and took out Ea in her key form, despite Marduk's unimpressed look. I started the transition from key to her true form as large amounts of crystallized energy shot into the sky, creating a representation of how many events took place to form it into what it is now. Then it regressed, forming into the barren hell that I remembered. I felt the pressure in the room increase exponentially, shining bright red, and the hilt of Ea came forth out of it, like a shining star amongst trash.

Once she was fully unsheathed, I let him admire it for almost 30 minutes before putting it back into my gate, still unable to be copied. He left right after that, telling me to hurry up so he could fight soon.

End Flashback

"MM!" The peach in my hand squirted out some juice into my eye, irritating me almost as much as Enzags laugh.

"Anyway, now that I've explained what happened, I have a question." He stopped laughing and just deadpanned at me.

"You didn't explain anything, you just sat there and ate your peaches." I took another bite, and just shrugged.

"I had a flashback in my mind. It's not my fault you didn't participate." I got bored of peaches halfway through, and made my servant go run for fresh apples, "Anyway, why won't Ea copy in my gate?" I wanted to throw out a ton of Ea's when I felt like being supeeeer alpha.

"Gilgamesh, your gate was created by a few gods, me being one of them. They may be able to copy divine constructs, but Ea is not the usual divine construct. I could spend thousands of years examining it, and never get closer to figuring it out. Your gate may be amazing, but it isn't that amazing." Disappointment crushed me for a moment before I pushed it away, and decided it was time to dip this boring convo.

"Herrrhem." I cleared my throat, "I have to leave now, I promised my son that I would meet him when I got back." I was actually going to be getting laid and drinking wine, but he didn't need to know that.

"Really? You don't visit your son that often, I'm sure he'll be overjoyed. I'll make sure to watch." He smiled at my displeased look and teleported away.

"Haaah. Haaah. I got your apples my King. Freshly picked." He was completely ignorant of my mood, and didn't react beyond pushing the apples towards me when I got out of my throne. I slapped the apples out his hand, and left annoyed.

"Who even eats apples."

Eridu

I was dressed a bit differently than usual, wearing a sleeveless red and black robe inscribed with dope ass word designs about me. My waist wrapping was similar but it was embroidered with a lot more gold. I didn't bother hiding my presence as I walked towards the palace in Eridu, getting ready to see my son for the first time in five years. I'm not very good with displays of parental affection so I usually kept my appearances brief.

I traversed the palace, looking for the 9 year old, when I heard the beautiful sound of steel against steel. I wandered into one of the courtyards inside the palace, and could see an adult fighting against a small blonde child with hazel eyes. They were fighting with sickle swords, and despite being superior in power, the young boy was losing very badly.

"Your grip is too high, which is making your swordplay uncomfortable." Both the soldier and the little boy that was a smaller, spitting image of me besides our hairstyles whipped around to look at me.

Babumesh

Age- 9 years 6 months 7 days

Health- 1,050/1,050

Godly Mana- 1,050/1,050

Titles- Prince of Eridu, Son of Gilgamesh

Level-12

Race- Demigod

STR-47

VIT-45

DEX-46

INT-45

WIS-45

CHA-46

LUK-45

Strengths- Spear Fighting

Weaknesses- Magic

Thoughts About You- Amazing, Inspiration

Feelings Towards You- Happiness, Awe

Description- Babumesh, meaning the Gate to Heroes, is the son of Gilgamesh, the first human demigod, and Silili, the Queen of Eridu. He is rarely visited by his father, and wished to make him proud by being an even greater king than him. Babumesh holds feelings for his servant, Amare, that even he does not know the depths to. He prefers spears to other weapons, but wishes to master them all as his father did.

"Father!" Babumesh rushed towards me, wrapping his arms around me while I was trying to take in his description. Being with a servant wasn't all that weird to me, so I didn't bother with it too much. I didn't spend my time here all that much either so I probably wouldn't be here for all that.

"Look at you, so much bigger than when I was last here." He stepped back and grinned at me, showing me that he would definitely be competition for me in the future. Hopefully he would be satisfied with his servant and leave the rest to me.

"You haven't changed at all father. Your clothes are different though!" I smirked at him and dismissed the soldier awkwardly standing there.

"Practicing swordplay huh? When did your mother start allowing you to play with weapons?" I walked over to one of the benches and sat down, ignoring his pout.

"I'm not playing with them father! I've gotten really good with a spear, but other weapons are really hard to learn." He sat close to me, leaning against my body, and I brought out some wine for the both of us. He looked at it very dubiously.

"Mother said I shouldn't drink wine until I am King." He wasn't touching his wine, and I realized I probably shouldn't be trying to get him into wine since he actually had the ability to get drunk. I let it dissipate, and brought out some apple juice for him.

"What's this?" He sniffed it and looked suspiciously at me, "It's apple juice boy. There's no alcohol in it." I did enjoy apple juice occasionally, which only I had, but I enjoyed wine more. I watched him take a small sip before greedily gulping it down.

"Woah! This is really good! Does everyone in Uruk drink this?" The wonder in his voice wasn't something I heard often, and I just sat, allowing myself to partake in something I didn't do very often.

"No, no one does. That doesn't really matter right now though. You said you were good with a spear right?" I waited for him to nod, "Good, then let's fight. See just how good you are!" I got up, ignoring the sudden nervous expression he was pasting onto his face.

"Err, I don't know father, I'm definitely not THAT good." He didn't get up, fiddling with his fingers in fear.

"It's not going to be a real fight Babu. Just a test. Besides, a great King wouldn't back down from a challenge, no matter how outclassed. You either engrain yourself in history with glory, or you do it in cowardice. Which would you like?" He finally got up, and walked out into the courtyard. I couldn't help but smile at how cute he was with that determined little face.

"Go get your spear from the rack." He nodded at me, and I took out Gae Bolg from my treasury, since I could control its power easier than a regular one.

"Woah! That spear is awesome!" I let him marvel at it for a bit longer before I gestured him to start.

He got into what I assumed was his opening position, aiming the spear head down, and gripping the shaft by the middle. I simply held my spear near the base of the blade. I didn't have to wait long as he came charging at me in a tight zigzag pattern, trying to fake me out. He aimed the base of the shaft to hit me in the face, but I didn't even bother trying to block as he flipped it upside down and tried to spear on of my legs.

I still didn't try to block and simply kicked his foot into the other one, knocking him over, and disrupting his strike, "Your feet are too close together. At any point I could've knocked you on your ass and gutted you. The opening was good though, but too obvious. You made it clear through your eyes where you were really aiming. Again." And so the morning went.

Erset La Tari

"Uhh father, where is this place?" Babumesh gripped my hand tighter, feeling the eerie atmosphere of this mountain range.

"Hmm, don't really know. What I do know is that Sarrum, my pet, cleared out all the big contenders in the forests, so they should be around your level. Good practice for the future." My answer didn't help his anxiety, and I didn't expect it to.

"Are you scared?" The look of anger on his face made me laugh a bit too hard, and he angrily ripped his small hand from mine, "Alright, alright, relax. There's no need to be angry about fear. Fear is a natural response to keep you living. Fear will help you run your kingdom better." I offered my hand back to him, and picked him up onto my shoulders as I jumped onto the branches silently, muffling his yelp with the wind.

I searched throughout the forest for about an hour, looking for good prey, but everything was a bit too strong for Babumesh. Everything was at around 60 or 70 in stats, and had characteristics that would put him at an even bigger disadvantage than he already was. Finally though, I found some beasts that may be a huge challenge to him, but was probable.

"There, see that group at the river?" I pointed out to the bank of the river, putting him down onto the branch so he could see.

"Yeah, the things that look sort of like wolves?" They did look sort of like wolves, and I guess they had stats similar to a stronger wolf.

Nameless

Age- 3 years 9 months 21 days

Health- 880/880

Godly Mana- 810/810

Titles-Pack Leader,

Level-10

Race-Crocotta

STR-39

VIT-38

DEX-43

INT-31

WIS-24

CHA-58

LUK-12

Strengths-Speed

Weaknesses-Sight

Thoughts About You-None

Feelings Towards You-None

Description- Nameless is a part of phantasmal species that was born from the horror of wolf attacks that had been afflicted upon travelers. He has poor sight in the daytime, but incredible sight in the night. He is the pack leader of 8 other Crocottas that are only slightly weaker than him.

They were remarkably similar to wolves due to being based upon them, being light colored, and similar size, but they were weak due to having low mystery. Their age and mystery made them weak, and definitely in the range of what Babumesh could take out with strategy. They were also tired out and bloodied from a previous fight, so this was perfect.

"How many of them are in that group?" I waited for him to finish counting, "Eight." He was scouting out the area around them, not doubting his answer for even a second.

"Wrong. There's nine. You missed the footsteps leading into the bushes, and you don't hear the slight rattling of the bush as it's sniffing around the perimeter of their group." He glanced down at his feet, blushing in embarrassment, "It's alright to be confident in your answer, but it's not alright to only observe what you think is important. Something small might completely blindside you simply because you were too busy looking at the big picture." I pat him on his head, and felt him nod.

"Now, since you have one of them scouting, you only need to deal with eight of them during your primary attack. What's your plan?" From what I was observing with both my eyes and my abilities, all he needed to do was kill the pack leader and the rest would be disorganized, and easier to pick off.

30 Minutes Later

I sat alone on a different branch, waiting for him to start his plan. I had listened and helped with his beginning, but left the rest for him to decide upon. I drew a knee up so I could rest my head on it, and brought out some wine for the wait.

As soon as I heard a slight rattling from the branches, I knew he was about to start. His spear, gleaming bronze, shot out and pierced one of the crocottas directly through the stomach, making it howl in pain, and feebly struggle against it. Babumesh shot out from the branches, and stabbed the closest crocotta through the eye with the dagger I gave him.

Unfortunately for him, neither of those was the alpha of the pack, and that alpha was now fully aware of what was going on. The ashen colored Crocotta howled to the rest of the pack, and the one scouting came rushing out to help. They started taking formation that Babumesh realised he couldn't allow if he wanted to live. He rushed in to stop one of them, yanking his spear from the back of the corpse, and rushed in after it.

Unfortunately the rest of them were in formation, and they rushed in to stop him from killing any more of them. Babumesh was forced to stop his rushed attack, and backflipped away from the jaws of three of them. He slashed one of them through their eyes during his escape, landing a good 5 feet away.

I could tell that the adrenaline was starting to get to him, making him breath and sweat more than was necessary. His grip was getting hard to maintain due to his sweat, and that became dangerous as he parried swipe after swipe, barely keeping the fast wolves at pay. His grip was getting looser and looser, but he was leading them towards something, that I could tell.

He was slowly stepping towards the tree that we started at, where I could see he was almost finished sawing it down. He parried one of their bites, but took a swipe to the side, which would hinder his movements. I ignored his cries of pain with a lot more difficulty than I expected, but it was a good thing to get him used to pain and mistakes early on in this world.

He led them to the tree, stuck his spear into it, and with great effort, managed to basically stab into the group with the tree. He managed to kill 4 of them with that, but he used all his energy to do so. The pack leader was too smart to be killed by what he did, and one of them was lucky enough to survive. It was unfortunate for him that he was unable to win, but at least he was still struggling to fight back.

The battle ended quickly between them, with Babumesh being disarmed due to the sweat and blood messing with his group. I could see the defeat in his eyes, and the general horror one faces when death begins to grip them. It wasn't what I wanted him to take away from this lesson, and I had a feeling his mother wasn't going to be to happy if she found out.

I dismissed my wine, and teleported next to him, chuckling at how he let himself fully fall and rest in relief. I didn't feel like touching the dirty wolves, so I simply reached out with my telekinesis and crushed them into tiny, bloody balls.

"Not the worst plan, but nowhere near the best." He ignored me as he moaned in pain from the multiple scrapes and gashes along his body, and I considered letting him learn pain for a bit more before ultimately deciding to heal him.

"Haah, thanks father." He sounded ashamed, and incredibly disappointed, and I had to admit that it tugged at me a bit, "You did good." My attempt at cheering him up was bad, since I was a bit out of touch when it came to regular social interaction.

"Good? I would of died without you. What kind of King can't even kill some fucking wolves?!" I felt kind of awkward watching tears well up in his eyes, but I pulled him into a hug anyway, ignoring the blood he was getting on me.

"A King can't be measured by his prowess in combat. That is a warrior. A King is based off his intellect and wisdom, his knowledge, how he inspires people, his protection of his realm. There is no King that is the same as another, and just because one King may be superior at fighting, does not mean he is the better King." I wondered if I was like this at the age of 9 in my original life, barring the King shit.

"Gazualum is a great advisor. He's so much better than me. If I can't even be better than a human, how am I supposed to be a better King than you?" I didn't know how to answer that since I had general future knowledge as well as OP powers but I knew one thing that never hurt.

"Just because a man plays a King superbly well, does not mean he would make a good king. Your advisor may have the advantage of experience, but he does not have the blood flowing through you, nor your potential. Trying to live up to me isn't what you should do, nor trying to be better. Your goals should never revolve around a single person, because unless you truly know a person, you'll never know if you are truly better than them or not." Some super wise words and a quote I vaguely remember usually confuses people enough to get them to stop focusing.

"I don't know Zamaranum, does that mean I'll never know if I'm better than him or not?" Ouch, that hurt. I guess the super wise words and quote don't work on little smartasses.

"No, you could go find the exiled King and become great friends with him. Then you'll know." He smiled a little at my joke, as we walked out of the forest, while trying to think of something to cheer him up.

"People say that the son of the person who slaughtered all the people they loved, and the successor of a disgusting man would never be a good person, nor a good King." Well damn, sounded like a lot more difficulty than I had to go through. I guess people would still be a bit salty at what I did, even if they did worship me to a degree.

"There is a darkness in you. In all of us. Beasts we keep chained. Peasants have to keep the chains strong, for if they let the beast loose then society would turn upon them with fiery vengeance. Kings though...well, who is there to turn upon us? So the chains are made of straw, and in my case, there is no chain. It is the curse of kings, that they can become monsters. Whether you allow that curse to take you over is entirely up to you." I let him mull over that as we walked in silence out of the forest.

I knew a way to cheer him up, but my fondness of Ea was warring with my fondness of Babumesh. Finally I decided to do it, and led him over to a giant boulder.

"You remember what I spent five years trying to acquire right?" I waited for his nod, as slow and unfocused as it was, "Wanna try her out?" That snapped him out of his daze.

"Your super cool sword! You'd let me use it?!" He was practically gushing in excitement, jumping up and down.

"Yes, I'll let you wield Ea for a tiny bit." His excitement was palpable, and I decided to fully draw it out.

I summoned the key form of Ea, going through the whole process of summoning Ea, as the world around us glowed a brilliant scarlet. His grin somehow grew even wider as the hilt of Ea come forth, and he rushed to grab it. Due to my connection to Ea, I could feel her getting ready to destroy him, despite the blood connection.

I covered Ea with a film of telekinetic energy, with her barely allowing it to happen. Babumesh grabbed Ea, but was struggling with the pressure she was admitting, despite me keeping her pressure at the lowest I could. His small hands allowed him to grip her with two hands, and I had to cringe watching him clumsily swing it, struggling with the pressure.

"Okay, you can feel her getting agitated right?" I allowed a tiny bit more pressure to give off that impression before stepping behind him. I brought my hand over his, and told him to wake her up.

"Wake up Ea!" His words didn't really do anything, but she woke up all the same, the pressure pushing him into my chest, making him let out a cry at the pain.

My concern though was on the ground we had hit. I had controlled Eas urge as best as I could, but I could see ash rising from the ground, and not just because it had been obliterated by the power. The problem was, it wasn't going away, and I couldn't will it away. Since it wasn't growing, I decided it didn't matter that much, but I understood what was going on.

I would have to be more careful how I used Ea. Her power was truly dangerous to the world, "So, what do you think?" My question was met with a look of awe as I put Ea back into my gate.

"It's the coolest! How is it so powerful?!" I scoffed, quelling my urge to correct him on how her directed her, "That was only her waking up. That wasn't even a tiny percentage of her power." I took his hand, and began the chain of teleportations that would take us back to Eridu.

Eridu

We arrived back at the courtyard, and I gave him one last hug, "If you ever beat me in a fight using spears, I'll give you one from my treasury." I ignored his look of complete determination, and leaned in to whisper, "Also don't tell your mother what we did." I shared a grin with him and left.

Uruk

Finally, I was back. I loved spending time with the only son I've ever had, but I also like being alone with myself or pretty women. I brought out a cup of wine as I walked towards the gates. I almost choked when I saw name and stats of someone waiting at the front of the gates.

Enkidu

Age- 14 years 1 month 16 days

Health- 1,083,820/1,083,820

Mana- 1,024,460/1,024,460

Titles- Divine Clay, Protector of the World, Animal Lover,

Level-73

Race-Divine Construct

STR-7,419

VIT-8,017

DEX-7,296

INT-2,081

WIS-809

CHA-541

LUK-184

Strengths-Adaptable Body

Weaknesses-Experience

Thoughts About You-Arrogant, Needs to be humbled, Lonely

Feelings Towards You-Anticipation, Indignation

Description- Enkidu is a divine construct of mud, created by Anu, and Aruru. Given no gender, no soul, no intelligence or wisdom, but given a single task. Enkidu's only reason for life is to humble Gilgamesh, King of Uruk, and bring him back under the control of the gods. Enkidu was made when Gilgamesh was 8 years of age, but ventured the forests for 3 years, creating a connection with the Earth and the animals. Aruru was devastated by the lack of intelligence, and brought Shamhat, the divine harlot, to educate Enkidu on the world through 6 days and 7 nights of sex. During that time, the monstrous form of clay was shed away, and Enkidu took the form of the first human being it had ever seen. After gaining intelligence, Enkidu found Gilgamesh, but found no reason to humble the 11 year old. After watching throughout the years, Enkidu lost the chance to humble Gilgamesh, when he was utterly surpassed in strength. The gods grew aggravated at Enkidu for not doing his job, and Anu and Aruru increased its power so it could do its job.

I had thought I was simply looking at shamhat wearing dirty white robes for a second before I saw the information. I just wanted to fuck some women and sleep. Was that so hard to ask for?

"Gilgamesh, King of Uruk." It's voice was soft, and so non-threatening that if I didn't see the description, I would've thought it was here to eat and be friends.

"And who might you be?" I was still a bit shook at just how much it looked like Shamhat, and how feminine it looked even with no gender.

"You look no different from when I last saw you, even if it has been 5 years." It completely ignored my question, and I could tell by the gentle smile on its face it was probably on purpose.

"Demigods age slow I guess. Well if you'll excuse me." I really didn't feel like fighting, but I also didn't appreciate being ignored so as I walked to the gate, I made sure to walk right by it.

"Wait." It grabbed me by my bicep, its grip tight enough to hurt a bit, and annoy me, "I came here for a reason, and I can no longer put that off." Its grip got even tighter, and while not doing any damage, it still hurt.

"Oh, and what reason might that be." I doubled my strength, still not even close to it, and grabbed onto its wrist. My Pincer Grip activated, and I completely crushes its wrist, only for my hand to get stuck in the reforming clay. We both glanced down, and it smiled at me. Before I could react to my premonition going off, it punched me straight in the face.

"To show you just how weak you really are." Its voice got harder, but nowhere near as hard as its punch, which sent me almost 200 feet away from the gates.

I stopped my tumbling, the friction lighting up small fires as I stopped. I looked up to find it only to be knocked away even farther from the city. It was a good thing I guess since I didn't want to fuck up my wall, but it was also fucking annoying.

"Okay. That's cut-" Motherfucker. Didn't even let me mock it a bit before it started knocking me around again. I was no longer in any kind of playful mood even if it did no damage to me. I activated my super speed and my wind enhancement, putting me a good bit ahead of it. I activated my Bullet-Time and looked up. Its fist was still incredibly fast, and the look in those grass green eyes were intense.

I didn't bother trying to counter its punch, since it was to close, and simply settled for punching its nose in. Unfortunately for me, its face was hard as fuck, and it barely flinched while I was sent flying once more.

'I thought it was made from fucking clay.' Even with my super strength, I still got jack shit from that punch, barely doing any damage. I was starting to get annoyed with being knocked round, so the next time it came at me I simply activated my immovable ability, took out Qamu, and bashed it in the forehead. It finally showed some sort of pain, especially when I activated its red fire, doubling its damage.

The force of the strike, and the unrelenting defense of Enkidu caused the ground around us to explode. Since I was given a bit of downtime I brought out my armor, equipping it to myself so it could no longer knock me away.

"Equipping armor? Figures that you could not fight me with merely your flesh and your weapons." I knew it was baiting me, I knew that. Unfortunately, my pride had only increased since acquiring Ea, and letting someone question my ability like that was unacceptable.

"Bastard. Needing to attack my pride to have a chance. How low." I was actually getting angry now, but I didn't let my rage hinder my strategy.

I knew that the speed of my shooting weapons wasn't fast enough to hit it yet, but that didn't mean it couldn't be used as a trap. I opened 67 gates, each strategically placed so it would have to dodge towards me, where I had another 20 gates opened. I shot out every weapon in my arsenal, timing the attacks.

Unfortunately, it was useless. All it did was eject weapons from the Earth, clashing with my own, with the result of all of them shattering. Seeing even my precious treasures being treated as trash that could be destroyed by dirt only triggered me farther. I had to take a deep calming breath to control my anger, and decided that as long as it didn't use weapons, it would be useless for me to use them too.

I had to rethink that shortly as he transformed his hand into a butcher sword, almost hitting me with it out of surprise. Unfortunately for it, I was much faster than it, and was toying with it a bit. I also had to rethink that as its legs seemed to double in size, and the next thing I knew I was flying again.

"Motherfucker!"

3 Days Later

Three days of nonstop fucking fighting. If I thought the two minutes we had fought at the start was triggering, I was fucking wrong. I refused to take the fight to a higher level as long as he only used his fucking fists, and shapeshifting ability.

The problem was, I was getting tired. I could feel exhaustion gripping me, making my eyes heavy, and my movements sluggish. Enkidu mirrored that exactly, and it confused me extremely since I was unable to actually become exhausted.

My suspicion only increased when I started feeling pain as well. Whenever I struck him, it felt as though I was striking myself. Then came the sense of defeat, and the slight fear. My anger and ego helped me ignore those, but it fucked with my ability to fight a bit. I really knew something was wrong when I felt embarrassment. Both of our clothes had been destroyed during our fight, and I hadn't felt bothered by it the second day.

I knew something was wrong because I only began to feel embarrassment when its clothes had been destroyed as well. Its body was definitely more female than male, with small, but obvious breasts, much bigger hips to waist ratio, and yet no genitalia. I was unable to feel embarrassed. I had given up that emotion to achieve partial immortality. I knew then that it was Enkidu doing these things, and I seemed to take on what it was feeling, like it was linking us.

"Haah. It's been three days you clod of mud. You won't win. Just return back to swamps where you belong." I was honestly struggling to stay awake, the only time I had felt true exhaustion was 5 years ago when it was forced onto me.

"Hmph. Just because you're not getting hurt doesn't mean I'm going to give up!" It seemed pretty defeated, but during our little break, I noticed it seemed to get a second wind, despite my fatigue not lowering. I could feel hope build up in it, and that meant nothing good for me.

It dashed after me, and tried to throw a punch. I had gotten used to its fighting style, rough and wild, and unpredictable. That's why as it tried to grab my arm instead of actually punching, I was able to grab its instead, and headbutted it, sending it flying.

I furrowed my eyebrows at its smile, feeling tense and wrong. My premonition flared, meaning something was going to actually be able to hurt me, alarming me greatly. I twisted my body, trying to dodge something from behind, and got gashed by a dirt sword. Instead of negating the damage, I took it directly to my health.

"W-What?! What have you done to me?!" I knew it wasn't going to answer me, but I was actually wondering how it was doing this shit. My abilities were active, and not negated. So how was it getting through them?

"You'll find out after I put you to sleep." It smiled gently, not even smugly. For some reason that only pissed me off even more.

I scoffed, "Put me to sleep? Even if you can hurt me, you don't have anything strong enough to put me to sleep." I gave it a smug smirk, trying to provoke it into giving up. Unfortunately my charisma was dulled by its divinity, but some of it went through from time to time, with this not being one of those.

"You destroyed so much of this beautiful planet. All these craters, all this land lost due to your anger. This should teach you a lesson in regarding the Earth." I had no idea what it was talking about, but it began to glow gold.

I could feel my premonition beeping like a world was going to hit me. I realized that, that was exactly what was happening. I could feel the connection between it and the Earth, and I somehow knew, that this was going to kill me. Despite my partial immortality, this would kill me.

I could teleport though, and nothing was stopping me from doing that. I waited for it to charge up a bit, taking in golden energy from the destroyed Earth, increasing the strength of the attack by a huge amount. I realized what it was talking about now. I charged my mana into teleportation, and imagined the area behind it.

"Going to run away? Hm, just what I would expect from a cowardly King whom does nothing but spout words." It's voice rang out, almost divine, and I closed my eyes for a second, thinking hard on this. I tried to let my mind outweigh my emotions, but it was impossible. I realized this was a weakness that I would have to work on, but I was in such a state with these forced emotions that I couldn't even be bother to try and think rationally.

"I will kill you. I will fuck your rotting corpse you clay puppet!" I drew out Ea, forgoing presentation, ignoring my hesitance to use Ea on it, "Wake up Ea." My voice was more exhausted than I would like to show, and I was almost knocked back by the pressure Ea was emitting.

"Enuma!/Enuma!" Ea couldn't lose. She was too powerful. I would just demolish it and go to sleep. It would all be over soon. We locked eyes, surrounded by our respective powers. The winds beings generated from our power was disintegrating the ground, forcing us to stand on the air.

"Elish!/Elish!" I used the The Star of Creation that Split Heaven and Earth, pouring all my mana into it. It started sprinting towards the red tornado of energy, becoming cloaked in the golden energy, flying into my attack.

The moment we clashed, everything seemed to start losing color, like the sheer power of our attacks was distorting the light around us. Despite my previous thoughts, we were evenly matched thanks to the boosts it gained from the destroyed Earth. I regretted not using the energy storage of Ea. It would have been such a huge boon, but I had thought Ea above being a mana storage. The sheer power being used by us was disintegrating everything within 300 feet of us.

I could feel Enkidu weakening, and I pushed even harder, briefly overpowering him. I was distracted from the clash when everything around me turned into ash, the mountains, my city, and the sky blackened. I could see molten rock taking place of the ground around us, and I momentarily stopped focusing on the fight. It was a bad time to do that though, as Enkidu only seemed to get stronger from the destruction of Earth.

As I was pushed back, the world seemed to form back once more, seeming as if it had never happened at all. I could vaguely see what looked like Shamhat form back into existence in the distance, watching us fight. But it only worked to my advantage since it got weaker with the damage to Earth being gone.

And so began the cycle. Seven times, the world turned to ash, and seven times, the world was formed back again. We were evenly matched at the moment, but I knew we were both gripped by unimaginable fatigue. My grip had gotten weak on Ea, and my aim was starting to falter. I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold on for that long, and knew it was being guided by the Earth so he was okay.

I wouldn't be able to overpower it, not with the way things were right now. So I decided to try and end this a different way. I began weakening my stream of energy, letting Enkidu steadily get closer and closer as I saved up my power. I had to grip my right arm with my left to keep it from falling in exhaustion as the pressure of Enkidu's attack was getting more and more powerful.

The moment it got almost to the tip of Ea, I had been forced to my knees, but I didn't feel defeated at all. I had simply stored the mana I hadn't been using into Ea, and let it explode all at once.

"Raagh!" I forced myself off my knees as I forced all my power into Ea, and then everything went white.

I felt myself ragdoll across the ground, flying all over the place. My eyes were too tired to actually open at the moment, but I was still alive, so I didn't lose at least. I knew that this was a draw since we were both falling asleep, and I didn't fight it, ignoring my state of movement as I dozed off.

I would kill it later, when I wasn't so sleepy.

And that's a wrap guys. I managed to finish this chapter since I had some time in the mornings, and this was admittedly a bit rushed by me since I am going to be swamped with work soon. Since there isn't much change besides the stats, I'll just post them below and not post it on my , enjoy the chapter.

Name-Gilgamesh

Age 22 years 1 month 16 days

Health- 17,213,395/17,213,395

Godly Mana- 71,483/71,483

Titles-The Gamer, The king of Uruk, Keystone, Rallier, The Golden King, Evil Never Rests, Unresistable, Social Magnet, Undying Strength, Army Killer, Merciful Conqueror, Savior of Children(Low), Words Are Power, Godly Body,

Level-61 (39,550/183,200)

Race-Demigod

STR-2,091(+104, +1,045, +17)=3,257(G)

VIT-921,018(+92,101, +460,509, +12)=1,473,640(*)

DEX-1,103(+109, +551, +21)=1,769(G)

INT-1,092(+109, +546, +6)=1,753(G)

WIS-1,081(+108, +540, +7)=1,736(G)

CHA-1,173(+234, +586, +50, +15)=2,058(G)

LUK-814(+81, +407, +4)=1,306(G)

POINTS-265

MONEY- 2,087,827G, 726,182S, 19,281,302B

Description- Gilgamesh is the demigod son of the Goddess of wild cows, Ninsun, and Lugalbanda, the Priest-King of Uruk who was forced to step down when the Goddess Ninsun proclaimed Gilgamesh as the new King of Uruk. The Keystone between gods and humans. Gilgamesh wishes to conquer the Heavens and Hell, as well as Earth. He is soulbonded to Sarrum. Gilgamesh is the sole owner of Ea, The Sword of Rupture.

Health regen- 736,820% HP per minute= 126,831,737,039 HP per minute, 2,113,862,283 HP per second

Mana regen- 807% MP per minute= 576,868 MP per minute, 9,614 MP per second

Sarrum

Age-6 years 6 months 14 days

Health- 465,340/465,340

Mana- 4,100/4,100

Titles- King of Erset La Tari,

Level- 46

Race- Yali

STR-351(+83)=434

VIT- 253(+46,051)=46,304

DEX-427(+47)=474

INT-129(+51)=180

WIS-141(+50)=191

CHA-301(+58)=359

LUK-89(+40)=129

Strengths- Teeth, Claws, Fur

Weaknesses- Mouth, Internal Body

Thoughts About You- Grateful, Alpha

Feelings Towards You- Happy, Submission

Description- Sarrum is a part of the species Yali, identical to lions. She was born into Erset La Tari, not old enough to gain enough strength to threaten other monsters. She mostly eats fish that live in the river, hiding from other beasts. She has magical fur, claws, and teeth, being amazing resistant to physical and magical damage. She only takes 10% of the damage, making most attacks ineffective. She is soulbonded to King Gilgamesh. After 5 years, she conquered the entirety of Erset La Tari, slaughtering all those that tried to deny her.