God, Where Are You Going?

Whether it was Gilgamesh, Enkidu, or Rovi, the three of them carried the concept of 'humanity' that had just been ignited and unified within them.

At this moment, regardless of their true identities or how their bodies were constructed, they could represent the people living on this land.

Because they were all the King of Uruk.

Because people placed their hopes in them.

The intangible concept would also, at this moment, be forged into real power.

"Welcome my descent, Bull of Heaven!" A rampant laugh, accompanied by dazzling golden ripples, the starship shimmering with emerald light, instantly arrived before the golden bull. The golden king, facing the massive and terrifying pet of Heaven, slowly opened his mouth.

Greeting him were the low hum of the Bull of Heaven and the violent roars of golden hooves striking the ground.

Gugalanna was afraid, and also angry.

But facing the power of the Underworld's Sovereign God, even the strongest divine beast could hardly break free.

And—the gate of the Treasury, now fully revealed by Gilgamesh, was wrapped in thousands upon thousands of brilliant ripples.

In ancient myths of later generations, the Treasury of Babylon was regarded as a symbol of the primordial hero king Gilgamesh gathering all things under Heaven and Earth.

But in reality, this was also a manifestation of its 'Chains of Heaven' to some extent.

Anything could be gathered into one's hand, naturally becoming the property of all.

This was the King's dominance, and also the King's magnanimity.

And now, the opened Treasury gate would also collect the Bull of Heaven's rage, the power unleashed by its anger, and the energy generated by its collision with the Underworld, into its own possession!

"Gil has started, so... I need to hurry too." In the west, a plain white robe fluttered.

Enkidu brushed a lock of emerald green hair from her cheek, raised her eyes, and looked ahead at the lush, verdant cedar forest being suppressed by the Evening Star.

Within it, countless scarlet eyes turned, and the moment Enkidu approached, they all focused on Her—

This was a scene that would make ordinary people tremble in fear.

But Enkidu merely smiled.

"Humbaba, we meet again," She said.

"Mud doll... you dare to come again!?" A clear voice echoed, filled with anger, with annoyance, and with a hint of something inexplicable: "Do you still want to keep me sealed? You can't do it. I have fully manifested now. My power is not something you can compare to."

"I know, but I still have to come, Humbaba," Enkidu replied, her lips moist and slightly shimmering. "For my friend... for Rovi, I must come."

The Divine Construct raised her delicate face, aimed precisely at the myriad scarlet eyes.

"Sorry—Humbaba." Enkidu's expression was serious and solemn. Her plain white robe billowed in an instant, the ground trembled, and suddenly, like a sprout breaking through the earth, endless chains erupted from the ground, sealing the cedar forest completely from all directions.

Humbaba fell silent.

He neither resisted nor, surprisingly, calmed his anger, but simply stared at Enkidu before him.

Unlike the Bull of Heaven, who had long been tamed, Humbaba, whom the gods viewed as 'wild and untamable,' possessed a strong sense of self.

As the King of Monsters, he had always regarded Enkidu, with whom he had lived, as kin.

Even though Enkidu at that time had no concrete form, merely a cluster of 'mud' carrying the power of the gods, and even though at that time she had no self, only a pure consciousness like a wild beast.

Back then was different from now.

But as the King of Monsters, Humbaba's demonic nature was a symbol of stubbornness.

Therefore, he could not truly harm Enkidu.

—Although suppressed by the Evening Star, he was actually unable to act at all.

And it seemed that

Enkidu did not intend to kill him.

Ultimately, she showed him some consideration, unlike the original myth.

So now, he merely sighed, "It seems you have found the meaning of your existence..."

The meaning of existence?

"Rovi is the meaning of my existence," Enkidu replied with a smile, her delicate face blooming like a flower.

Beautiful and youthful, exuding an overwhelming girlish charm.

He... or rather, her smile, was met with another sigh.

"You've truly gone bad... a weapon created by the gods, a mud doll created by the gods,"

Humbaba said, his voice as gentle as the wind blowing over the mountains. "You've fallen for the Rovi you speak of—this is an emotion that weapons do not need, human emotion."

Fallen for... him?

Enkidu paused.

Then, she saw within the depths of the forest, encircled by the Chains of Heaven, vines intertwined and slowly coalesced into a faint, ethereal, graceful figure. She glanced at Enkidu from afar, then turned and disappeared.

"Remember to grant me freedom later."

The last words echoed.

Everything obstructing the spread of the Chains of Heaven instantly vanished.

The Divine Construct—a girl—smiled.

"If I like it, then I like it!"

Let it break if it breaks.

If breaking meant she could stay with Rovi... that wouldn't be so bad.

She reached out, controlling the forest, and at that moment, she grasped the power to pit Earth against Heaven.

"It begins."

In Uruk, everyone looked up. They didn't know what the three 'Kings' of Uruk were doing specifically, but they could feel that because of their existence, the world-ending disaster seemed to have stopped.

The King began his counterattack.

In the city-state of Uruk, before the grand hall of the royal palace, Rovi, the only one remaining, looked up, his gaze fixed on the distance.

The reflection of the 'Key of Heaven' flickered in his eyes.

Within him, the powers of the 'Chains of Heaven' and the 'Lock of Heaven' intersected.

Just like before.

But this time, the place where Gilgamesh stood was a 'world'—a world with the Bull of Heaven as the sky, the Underworld invading the mortal realm as the earth, and himself as the 'person' standing between heaven and earth.

The place where Enkidu stood was also a 'world'—the cedar forest of Humbaba was the earth, the fallen Venus was the sky, and Enkidu herself was the person.

These were conceptual worlds.

Three layers superimposed, the power brought to Rovi was even far stronger than before.

A resonant hum echoed, and golden ripples formed above Rovi's head. The King's Treasury, representing Gilgamesh's power, displayed itself in sync, countless chains extending from it—this was the manifestation of the Lock of Heaven.

Almost at the same time, in the Underworld, Ereshkigal's 'Key of Heaven,' hidden in her heart, also bloomed with brilliant flowing light.

The Lock of Heaven spread towards the four corners.

It extended towards the sky.

Using Rovi's human world as a platform and Ereshkigal's Underworld as a foundation.

Like flowers blooming in an instant, beautiful and vibrant, they covered the entire sky in a moment.

Similar, yet countless times larger than the last time.

Rovi stood at the 'heart of the flower,' enveloped in light, his entire being seemingly transformed into a 'key,' soaring into the sky with the unfolding spectacle.

His robe billowed, and his black hair flew.

The gazes of the gods, lowered and condensed, showed a hint of surprise at this sudden change.

They actually used the 'beasts' they used for attack as their own aid...

However, they still didn't believe Rovi could shake the plane of their existence.

The illusory Heavenly Realm.

Originating from above the dimension of Mesopotamia, it also floated on the outer side of the world, in the imaginary space of the Sea of Imaginary Numbers. Even if it could be touched, it was absolutely impossible to shake.

So, they were merely astonished, but still calm.

Calmly gazing at the person soaring into the sky.

Calmly gazing into his eyes as he looked at them.

This calm lasted only a moment.

They saw Rovi raise his hand, pointing upwards, and heard his voice: "God, where are you going?"

"Where are you going?"

"Where to?"

The ethereal echo reverberated in the silent void.

The gods' expressions changed.

This voice was not observed from their 'eyes.'

It sounded directly in their ears.

"No, that's not right... they don't want to break into the Heavenly Realm at all, they don't want to touch..." Anu's solemn and ancient face turned extremely cold.

Within his eagle-like eyes, hidden beneath his white beard, he looked back at the human world.

He saw the concept of 'world' in Gilgamesh and Enkidu.

And in Rovi, he saw the concept of the world.

Enkidu as Earth, Gilgamesh as Heaven.

Rovi as the 'world' of Man.

Three, three worlds superimposed.

A colossal ritual built layer by layer!

Anu, the Sky God, was filled with horror. "He's forcibly making the Heavenly Realm possess the Human World!"

Making the Heavenly Realm possess the Human World.

Just like Ishtar Rin was influenced by the vessel 'Rin Tohsaka'.

This was Rovi's original plan.

He flicked his robe, his hands spread wide, the flourishing Chains of Heaven extending even more wildly.

What he was doing was the descent of a god into a human—

To achieve this step, He changed the heavens and the earth!