Fear.
Outside the Cedar Forest, after crossing the wasteland plagued by natural disasters, the three of them reached the outskirts of the Cedar Forest—and Gilgamesh felt that emotion.
He hurriedly shook his head, throwing off that absurd feeling.
It felt strangely hair-raising.
Since the day he was born, this was the first time he had experienced an emotion called "fear," and he clearly understood that he was "afraid."
Gilgamesh did his best to stop his body from trembling, then silently turned to look at Annanu and Enkidu.
Annanu and Enkidu stood on either side of him, silently raising their heads to gaze at the Cedar Forest before them.
The aura was familiar.
But... it should not have been this kind of familiarity.
Annanu and Enkidu glanced together at Gilgamesh, who had his arms folded, then walked into the Cedar Forest without a word.
"Hey—hey!" Already gripped by fear, Gilgamesh saw Annanu and Enkidu suddenly heading into the Cedar Forest and cried out in alarm.
But his call failed to stop Annanu and Enkidu.
They had already gone far ahead.
Gilgamesh looked back at the wasteland behind him, then at the Cedar Forest ahead and the distant figures of Annanu and Enkidu. He took a deep breath, let it out tremblingly, and hurried after them.
He gritted his teeth, roaring inwardly in confusion.
Why—why had he inexplicably developed an emotion like fear—why!?
He had not even seen anything yet. He did not even know what the culprit behind all this was—so why had he developed such a clear, intense emotion of fear?
Gilgamesh could not figure it out for the moment. He only knew that if he kept dawdling here, Annanu and Enkidu really would leave him behind—and he absolutely did not want to be left alone in this terrifying Cedar