Hero Simulator in Type-Moon

That is a tale of the primordial, the separation of heaven and earth, a creation without celebration, a blade that rends the world.

This sword itself possessed immense output capability, and now Gilgamesh had poured all the Mana from the Gate of Babylon into it. In this world, who could still block this strike?

"The mandate of heaven flows, the bright moon hangs high, the people's hearts guide, where my body goes."

The moon in the sky grew ever brighter, and as the moonlight shone, the sea seemed to respond. The reflection of that bright moon appeared to be drawn by some "gravitational" force, lifted bodily by an invisible giant hand.

Two Moons hung in the sky.

"Feel the judgment of Moonfall."

Fujimaru Kyoya pressed his hand downward, and the two moons in the sky crashed directly down. At the critical moment, Gilgamesh finally channeled all his Mana into the Enuma Elish.

"Atoms mix, solidify, create and weave the stars that form all phenomena. Gaze in awe and die—Heaven and Earth Split, Creation Star!"

Scarlet, berserk Mana erupted from the Enuma Elish—a power seemingly from the era before heaven and earth were divided. Its overwhelming force directly held back Fujimaru Kyoya's strongest attack... no, it even surpassed Fujimaru Kyoya.

The two moons resisted at first within this torrent of mighty Mana, but gradually they became covered in cracks, beginning to be pushed back by this immense power.

Was he about to lose?

Fujimaru Kyoya understood that he would not.

Because everything had only just begun...

Just as the Enuma Elish's Mana broke through the twin moons' attack and struck Fujimaru Kyoya, just as Gilgamesh was about to claim victory, a flash of cold light streaked past.

An arm flew into the sky, blood trailing behind it, and in that hand still gripped... the Enuma Elish.

"Finally... you've come."

Gilgamesh endured the pain. The true battle had only just begun.

Chapter 33: Adversity?

"Wait, why did I..."

Enkidu looked at Gilgamesh's severed arm, then at the blood on his own hand. What had he just done?

"Gil, I..."

"This king knows. You did not mean to."

The Enuma Elish was swiftly retrieved by Gilgamesh into the Gate of Babylon, because in the next instant, that severed arm was locked onto by an attack from afar and blasted into nothing but ash.

Completely cutting off any chance for Gilgamesh to reattach his arm.

"Enkidu, as a creation of the Gods, how could they not install some 'backdoors' in you? Especially with that precedent in place."

Gilgamesh glanced at Fujimaru Kyoya.

After "bathing" in the radiance of the Enuma Elish, his armor was shattered, and even his crown bore many chips and cracks. Yet that brilliance never dimmed; even gravely wounded, he had not abandoned his original intent.

[Your injuries are severe, but if you wish to fight, you can still unleash extremely powerful combat ability. This comes from your 'Infinite Martial Arts' skill.]

[You sense more and more Gods approaching this place, even more than last time. It seems Anu has mobilized everything.]

[Your plan is still in motion.]

"Enkidu, why do you defy my command? That strike just now could have pierced Gilgamesh's heart."

Anu's displeased voice came from the sky. That had been the perfect chance to kill Gilgamesh, and now it was wasted—how regrettable.

"No, I..."

"My friend, is this king not still alive? Is that not the best proof? You did not kill this king. That was your own choice."

Gilgamesh did not blame Enkidu. As he said, the fact that he still lived here was a manifestation of Enkidu's personal will.

But... having defied the Gods' command, what would become of Enkidu, a creation of the Gods?

Gilgamesh had told Enkidu not to come—not without reason.

"Worthless trash is still trash. But since you are useless now, I won't bother with you."

Unlike the two previous Heaven's Wedges, who possessed necessary Divinity, Enkidu existed in this world as a mere weapon. Lacking Divinity himself, he was naturally at the Gods' mercy.

A crack appeared on Enkidu's body, then a second, then a third. Even though Gilgamesh had been prepared, when the moment came, he could not help but feel sorrow.

Sorrow for the passing of a friend. Sorrow for the passing of a noble soul.

"Enkidu."

Gilgamesh's remaining arm embraced Enkidu, but this could not stop the advance of death.

"Do you need me to buy you time to compose yourself?"

Fujimaru Kyoya slowly rose. This situation was not as favorable as the last time. Gilgamesh's healing medicines had been exhausted in the previous battle, meaning this time he would have to face the Gods while wounded and weary.

"Long-range support—this king can still manage that."

Gilgamesh had lost one arm, making even the Enuma Elish difficult to wield freely, let alone engage the Gods in close combat. This time, Gilgamesh did not overreach, because he understood what Fujimaru Kyoya intended to do.

"Even at this point, you refuse to surrender? What a pity. I had hoped to repay the humiliation you inflicted on me, tenfold upon you."

Anu had wanted to torment the two thoroughly, to let them die in agony. But now it seemed that goal was unattainable. He could see in their eyes the resolve to face death.

Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous.

Though possessing the wisdom to see through everything, they still cannot change the situation—this is the weakness of humanity, stepping into death for the sake of so-called character and persistence.

The poison of power is even more...

"The poison of power is even more rooted within us—that's what you were about to say, weren't you?"

"What?"

Anu's thoughts were seen through by Fujimaru Kyoya, his mind briefly unsettled but quickly steadying. This time he had brought all his forces, except for Ereshkigal in the Underworld.

Fujimaru Kyoya and Gilgamesh had no means of recovery either, yet this battle was clearly a sure victory for them—there was no need to panic.

"You used the simplest setup, exploiting the desires within human hearts. As long as we still covet power, as long as we still see each other as enemies, then we are bound to fall into your trap."

Fujimaru Kyoya understood—this was a simple "Prisoner's Dilemma." Both he and Gilgamesh could see through this scheme, and the key to breaking it lay in whether they could trust each other.

Can people truly trust one another?

Heh~ If that were possible, what would be the point of AT Fields? The Human Instrumentality Project would have been completed long ago.

"But I am willing to trust—to trust someone I despise, to trust someone I regard as an enemy. Since you used the simplest scheme, then I will use the simplest method to break it."

At that moment, chains of iron sealed the sky. The Gods did not know where these chains came from, only that they could feel the "God-Sealing" property upon them, heavily suppressing their Divinity. As long as these chains existed, they could not escape.

"This feeling... Enkidu, a mere tool, has actually betrayed us."

Anu, as Enkidu's creator, had given him insufficient Divinity while still forcing him to fight Gilgamesh. The only way to make that work was to focus on a special advantage.

This "God-Sealing" property was designed specifically to counter Gilgamesh—the stronger the opponent's Divinity, the more powerful this God-Sealing force became.

"Enkidu was never a tool. He had his own thoughts and a pure soul. He is nobler than any of you."

Gilgamesh held a length of chain in his hand—a remnant from Enkidu's body as it crumbled to dust. It was the tool originally meant by Anu to bind the Heaven's Wedge—the Chains of Heaven.

"This was his own choice. I will not allow you to insult him."

Gilgamesh was furious beyond measure. This anger did not come from the arrogance of the Gods, but from the death of his close friend.

At last, he understood what it felt like for those whose precious things were taken away by a single careless word from him.

It hurt this much?

Had everything he did before been no different from what these Gods did?

"Die."

Layer after layer of light spread across the sky. The Gate of Babylon fired in full force, giving no God a chance to escape.

At the same time, the bright moon hung high in the sky. Fujimaru Kyoya, ignoring his injuries, shot upward. Today, they would make the Gods no longer a problem.

Two people, resolving the eternal problem of the world.

"Anu, this is our answer to you. Even enemies can join hands—not for power, but for the sake of more people, so they can live peacefully in this world."

The bright moon hung high, then descended.

The Sacred King of the Bright Moon would now fight for future generations.

Chapter 34: I Will Blast You Apart, Blast You All Apart 1/28

Just how many things are in the Gate of Babylon?

Unfortunately, even Gilgamesh, its owner, could not answer that question. Because it was the crystallization of humanity's desires and wishes that he had collected. Even as its owner, he did not know exactly how many things were inside.

Now, for this battle, he was staking everything.

"Boom~"

A massive explosion rang out. The Gods had not expected Gilgamesh to so decisively detonate his own treasures. These original Noble Phantasms exploded directly, and the shockwave caught the Gods completely off guard.

"How about that? How do you like the cannonade I prepared for your funeral?"

Even with one arm severed, Gilgamesh still laughed wildly. Even if he had to destroy all his treasures, he would bury these Gods.

"Damnable thing."

Anu naturally saw the plight of the Gods. Using the Chains of Heaven to restrain the weaker Gods, then attacking with the self-destruction of the Gate of Babylon—even Ishtar needed the Bull of Heaven just to protect herself. The other Gods were beyond words.

As for Anu himself...

"You still have the mind to look at others? You'd better worry about yourself."

Fujimaru Kyoya clung tightly to Anu. The Chains of Heaven came from Anu's hand. Even if they were effective against most Gods, they would never work on Anu.

Killing him was the key.

"You ungrateful wretches. If not for our creation, could you and Gilgamesh have been born into this world? Was it not a good thing for me to have you connect Gods and humans?"

"For the Gods, it was indeed a good thing."

Fujimaru Kyoya did not know what other Gods in this world were like, but from the attitudes of Anu and Ishtar toward humanity, the Gods were far from kind to humans.

"Even if you are Gods, you have your own needs. You have power, yet you enslave humanity. You possess this world, yet you remain greedy. Why?"

This was the simplest truth. Wealth without return is like wearing fine clothes in the dark.

Though the Gods had power beyond humans, they also had a certain social nature. They sought to show off before others, they needed people to worship them to satisfy their spiritual vanity.

They did not covet treasures—it was humans who coveted treasures. So they gathered wealth to draw human envy.

"You need these things, and that's why you need humanity. This isn't love or duty—it's pure mutual exploitation. So how can you be so... self-righteous?"

Fujimaru Kyoya was already grievously wounded after forcibly taking Enuma Elish head-on. Going toe-to-toe with the chief god of an entire pantheon was a grueling task, but as long as Moonlight clung to him, he would not retreat even in death.

"A spent arrow dares to spout such arrogance."

How could Anu fail to sense that Fujimaru Kyoya was no longer at his peak?

The battle between Fujimaru Kyoya and Gilgamesh moments ago had not been a sham. It was a full-force probing—testing the other's intentions, seeing if he could perceive their respective plans, gauging whether he was truly someone worthy of entrusting one's life to.

This injury could not be faked, just like the answer they had obtained now.

A flash of light streaked past—highly compressed, liquefied True Aether. In Anu's hands, it took shape as a blade, and with a single stroke, he severed Fujimaru Kyoya's arm.

[Your arm has been severed. Intense pain lances through your nerves, yet you grit your teeth and endure, because you know that without paying a price, it's hard to get close to Anu.]

[A bright moon appears in your hand. Ignoring Anu's attack, you slam that moon into Anu's face. The effect is outstanding.]

Blood clouded Anu's vision—it was blood seeping from his own nose. A mere human had drawn blood from him. Such a profound humiliation—how could he endure it?

He could endure it. Absolutely he could.

Because in the next moment, he would face an even greater disgrace. After smashing that moon into Anu, Fujimaru Kyoya reached into his robes and pulled out the quicklime he had long stashed there, flinging a handful into Anu's bloodied, mangled face.

Blood mixed with quicklime blinded the chief god's sight. This shame outweighed everything he had suffered since his birth.

"You bastard—even Tiamat never treated me like this."

"Then consider today your lesson. No need to thank me."

How could Fujimaru Kyoya ever forget a weapon like quicklime? Against Gilgamesh earlier, he had held back, but facing a great enemy like Anu, there was no need to hide it anymore.

"Bastard! I'll blast you apart—blast you both apart!"

A flurry of strikes landed on Anu. Though their effect was minimal, they undoubtedly ground Anu's pride into the dust. If he couldn't kill these two, even if he won, he would have no face left among the Gods.