I was born from clods of clay kneaded by the hands of the gods: made as a tool that can be changed in various ways.

I woke up in the wilderness. The first scenery reflected in the eyes is the vast land and sky, as well as the fortress-like city standing in the distance.

Inadvertently, I heard a call from afar.

It was not my mother's loving fingers that woke me up, nor my father's harsh reprimands. It was because he cared about the call that he opened his heavy eyelids.

My father is Anu, the king of the gods, and my mother is Alulu, the goddess of creation. They gave me superior powers, but they didn't give me a soul.

So, for years after waking up, I was just a living creature running through the wilderness with the beasts.

However, I still have a task to achieve. When my mother made me, she gave me a mission-

"Lock, you're going to bring the wedge back to us."

However, I don't have a soul. Nothing can be done but survive in line with the wild. I lack the will to be human. Day after day, just running in the wilderness with the animals makes me feel happy. I wasn't done, but I wasn't lacking anything.

…… Only, once in a while, he would stop and look back at the distant fortress. On the other side of the wilderness, someone's voice is calling.

So whose voice is it? Not my father, not my mother, but someone I didn't know was calling me.

My father, who lamented for the irrationality of me, sent a woman. For me, who had never even seen a mirror, that figure became my teacher who began to understand myself.

I learned wisdom and reason, was taught the truth of heaven and earth, and was given a soul to carry out the mission assigned to me at the time of my creation.

"Enkidu."

For the first time, I called my own name.

From that moment on, the world became extremely simple.

My duties.

My mission.

To show the wrath of God to the proud Gilgamesh!

My chest throbbed with joy, like a meteor running through the wilderness. That's the meaning of my existence; The reason I was made; Something I'm going to hang on with my life.

…… But when I found him, he was still young.

Unlike me, he grows.

Unlike me, he has human blood mixed in.

He was still in his infancy, and until he reached adulthood, I could not compete with him, and I could not serve as a warning to him if I did not fight on equal terms.

So, I kept looking at the city from afar, and from the sound of the call came from that city, and I could only suppress my anxious mood and count the days waiting for his growth.

As a child, he possessed the qualities of a king who was better than anyone else on earth.

Tolerance, deep thinking, justice, and virtue......

The passers-by on the road praised him and fell for him. That's the posture of an ideal boy king.

I can't help but start to think that pride or something is just a misjudgment of the gods. Gilgamesh in his infancy simply did not have the shortcomings that required admonition.

…… If anything, he respects God, but he does not obey God.

Time passed, and the boy grew into a young man. I have to admit that the gods were right in their fears: in just a few years he seemed to be a different person—dictatorial, arbitrary, forced, ****.

The glory of pursuing the limit because of one's own selfish desires

The people of Uruk sighed: why is this happening?

The gods were torn apart: they didn't expect it to come to this.

However, I deeply understand the reason for the drastic change in his temperament, which is that he has been judged since birth, isolated as a non-god or non-human being. He has both the characteristics of God and man, and has an overly broad and far-reaching vision. Even the gods could not understand what he saw. Excess power gives rise to excess loneliness.

Even so, he did not abandon the throne and did not escape from the mission he carried, what a strong ego this is!

He was a serious respecter of the gods and a love for humans. In conclusion, however, he embarked on the path of being abandoned by God and hated by men.

"Is that you, trying to advise me?"

We met in front of the building where the sanitary ceremony was held.

"Yes, with my hand, pluck out your arrogance."

Arrogant, no, it should be said that "loneliness" is right. But he couldn't say it, because he didn't want to hurt his self-esteem.

Our battle lasted for days, and I became a spear, an axe, a shield, and a beast...... With me, who can change everything, as his opponent, he also exerted all his strength.

"Do you want to compare this little clod of dirt with me!" He was surprised and angry when he met an opponent of equal weight for the first time.

During the battle, he took out the treasure that had been kept secret.

The King's Treasure.

Taking out the treasures that he has always cherished is probably a supreme humiliation for him. At first, I was forced into a desperate situation and had to do it as a last resort. But in the end, while enjoying it, he threw the treasure into battle without hesitation.

Fight – who wins in the end?

He finally emptied the last of his treasures, and I lost ninety percent of my clay. I can't even make a piece of clothing, so I guess it's an extremely broken posture.

He stared at me and laughed, then lay on his back on the ground. I also lay down on the ground and took deep breaths. In fact, I can only make one more change. Each other is the last strength left.

[If there were no things to guard, there would probably be two stupid corpses lying here side by side. I still don't know the true meaning of this sentence.

At that time, the reply was, "It will end in a draw"? Or did it mean that "that's stupid, just one corpse is enough"?

Anyway, after hearing that, I lay down on the ground like him, and I always felt like a mirror.

"Wouldn't you feel sorry for the treasures you used?" Somehow, it was asked.

"What's that, in the face of a worthy opponent, it's not bad to use it like that." Gilgamesh replied in a hearty voice.

Since then, I've been with him, and it's been a flying time.

"It's all because you're here, and my treasure house is no longer idle, don't let me just form a bad habit of throwing treasures." Although it's still the same collection habit as always.,But it seems that I can occasionally think of taking it out and using it.。

This is one of the few things I have done.

Then, there was a monster named Finbaba, and we worked together to defeat it.

I asked him, "Why did you decide to take down Finbaba?" There was no command from the gods, and it should be of no benefit to the people of Uruk. ”

"No, that's exactly what protects Uruk. If all the evil on earth is not defeated, the people will starve to death. ”

"Why?" I asked further.

His dictatorship is causing the people to suffer, so why does he care so much about the people?

"There is nothing surprising about this, I was born as the 'guardian' of humanity, and it is the king's duty to build a brilliant civilization."

When he said this, his vision was so far-reaching. Even I, who was created like him, couldn't understand the future he saw.

There are also different types of protection, and it is not enough to protect it just like a spring breeze, and sometimes a cold north wind is also necessary. At that time, I understood him completely.

"I see, that is, you have more respect for the path you foresee." I put it this way.

He smiled as if shyly, the windy smile he occasionally showed as a child.

…… It dawned on me why he liked to be isolated. The path he chose had to be walked by himself.

He said he would guard what was foreseen in the distant future. If he is hated by the gods and hated by men, then the king will have to be isolated. The more zealous he is for people's better future, the more estranged he is from others. Both the referee and the harvester, the king only needs the result in his hands.

As for the "glorious process" that produces the result, he, as a demigod, cannot fit into it.

"Well, although it seems to be boring in the end, it's been decided, so you can stay with me until the end."

Looking at him with his arrogant words, I couldn't help but say, "I'm just a prop, an item that doesn't need you to judge." Until the end of the world, it will be by your side. ”

"Stupid words."

In hindsight, it was only at that moment that his brows were furrowed.

"Doesn't it matter? What does that mean...... Ahh He continued.

…… At that time, I received important words that were as bright as the stars. It was at that time that I gained a true sense of self......

Finally, this is the final story.

The story of the last period of my life after experiencing the rupture between Gilgamesh and the goddess Ishdar, and the battle with the bull of heaven released by the goddess Ishda.

Gilgamesh repelled the bull of heaven with his weapon, and the dark clouds covering the world dispersed, saving the earth from the flood.

And I was punished for disobedience and went back to the dirt.

He desperately tried to hold on to me, who had crumbled into a clod of dirt.

"Unforgivable. Why did you die? Even if there is a punishment, it should be on me! It's all due to my willfulness, isn't it! ”

The sky is still crying rain.

I couldn't stand it anymore, and I said to him, "You don't have to grieve. I'm just a weapon. It's just one of many treasures for you. There will be many treasures that are more precious than me in the future. So, I don't have the reason and value to make your cheeks ****. ”

That's right, I'm just a weapon, a prop. And he's different—

When Gilgamesh was created as the son of the gods, he was a hero who rebelled against the gods.

He had a soul from the beginning and a free will from birth.

Unlike me, that's real life. has real value, and is a star who is very different from consumables like me.

I've always longed for it, and I've always resented it.

Why? We were created by the same father, but we are so different.

"Of course there is value, unique value. I hereby declare that you are the only friend in this world. In this way, this value is eternal and unchanging. ”

I used to be a weapon, and since I am a weapon, I am often replaced by the more advanced weapons of the next era. My value and mystery belong only to this era. However, this has been changed by him.

At the cost of his eternal loneliness in the future.

…… I remembered the words I said at that time, and I remembered what he said when I declared myself a weapon:

"Stupid words, live together, talk together, fight together. It's not a person or a prop, it's a friend, Enkidu. ”

- Ahh

Know the shortcomings, but don't reflect on them.

Know the strengths, but don't admit them.

No one understood.

Maintaining that lonely height is his greatest sincerity. Now, I will make his reserve with eternal blemish.

The rain is getting weaker...... I have reverted back to my original form, a clod of earth that melts into the wilderness. After that, the only thing left was the roar of the king, which would be reminiscent of thunder.

That's the end of my memory.

I am the remorse that has died.

After this is your future.

Unlike me, your story as a human being.

…… So, now would like to ask you.

Do you still love human beings?

Do you still remember your friend's name?

Can the faults of that distant era be abandoned?