ᴍᴇʟᴀᴍᴍᴜ ᴅɪɢɪʀ

men will say, "who has ever ruled with might and with power like him?" ... you were given the kingship, such was your destiny, everlasting life was not your destiny.

[regalius]

the karoushi ( death by overwork ) Servant. the ideal superior who became a corporate slave because he understands his employees’ toils. as he is too overly capable, he ends up completing all of the work on his own, and is always on the verge of death by overwork as a result.

[grailedvessel]

@akingsdivinity

Truthfully, it may not have been a necessary class for her, given she’d had one successful summon once before. Granted, she’d misjudged the time so her mana hadn’t been at its peak at all. A posthumous prank from her father had been the cause of it, but she supposed it had worked out alright in the end. 

Even so, there was always more she could learn, and perhaps having a familiar wouldn’t be a bad thing. She had to admit, it was at least easier to fight knowing you had a partner. 

Still, familiarizing herself with the school was a priority, especially upon learning the hallways were quite mischievous. So she’d taken a bit of time to learn the routes to her classes, so she wouldn’t be caught off guard if she were to be caught up in one of those changes. 

But nothing could have prepared her for the face of the professor. It was all too familiar to her. She didn’t think she could forget it, even if she wanted to. The memory had been engraved into her brain, even after all this time. But perhaps she was mistaken–after all, his appearance was vastly different from the last time she’d encountered him.

“No way…The King of Heroes is here too? That…That can’t be..”

[akingsdivinity]

What an amusing turn of events! Indeed, the face of the female that stands before him is a familiar one he did not think he would chance upon during his time in this land. Except, there seems to be something different about the look on her face and something incredibly lacking about the aura that now surrounds her.

Her eyes ( now an aquatic blue and not crimson like his own )  -- why do they not dance with the usual pride and mischief Gilgamesh has always made fun of? He did not think it was possible for the goddess Ishtar to ever let her arrogance completely slip away from her, especially not around the king. It could be that she finally learned her place, realizing how much more superior he is now that she has become one of his students ( and one of his subjects ). But unfortunately, such a comically ideal situation couldn’t be the case.

As a matter of fact, this might not even be the goddess Ishtar he knows. After all, the female in front of him is, for some reason, without any divinity. Not even a trace of it or a sign that it has been stolen from her. As a demigod with divinity of his own, that is something he can pick up on easily.

----Yes, he is quite sure of it now. This is not Ishtar. This is a mere mortal, a mere mongrel, who only looks like the insignificant goddess. And perhaps she is who Ishtar had been referring to when the goddess boasted about the new body she possessed. If that is the case, it is all the more amusing to have the opportunity to meet this girl. He wonders how alike they would be, though he quickly decides it would be more entertaining to simply test out her reaction.

“I must say, your foolish expression right now is something to laugh at.” He does, in fact, laugh right after. “Yes, it is I. The King of Heroes. Rather than looking like that, you should rejoice. After all, a mere mongrel like yourself is lucky to have I as one of your professors. Though I wouldn’t be surprised if someone like yourself ends up realizing how unsuitable you are for my teachings.”

[akingsdivinity]

Rage. He is seething with utter rage.

“Unforgivable.”

He had already sealed a part of his Gate of Babylon and he even gave a portion of it to a pathetic goddess, but Gilgamesh thought it to be UNTHINKABLE for there to ever be a day where he would allow his vault of mass treasury to be completely STOLEN from him. Though he knows himself to be a man who has become a much more tolerable king, this is perhaps the greatest insult to ever befell the king. That silly woman ( that mere MONGREL ) who calls herself a 'Headmistress' will not be forgiven. Divine punishment simply MUST be performed onto them. He cares not for the other mongrels ( even those who dare to call themselves his so-called 'teammates' ), but they too will suffer from his wrath if they get in his way.

[enkigil-gallery]

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[troublesomexneko]

@akingsdivinity

“Hmm…” She’d taken it upon herself to search the school for any sign of Shiro or Kuroh, but so far she hadn’t had any luck. Still, checking with each teacher to see if they had any students that matched her description of her two friends seemed like a good idea.

However…she’d gotten distracted, as cats often do, by this teacher’s manner of speaking. He definitely had a sort of imposing air around him, calling himself a king. But if he was a king, did that mean he had a clan? She didn’t recall his face among the kings she knew, however. 

“Ne, Goldie-sensei, if you’re a king, what color is your clan?” she asked, tilting her head to the side. “Neko is pretty sure the Gold King was an old man though…Ah, are you the new Gold King then?” 

[akingsdivinity]

Him? King of a mere clan? How ridiculous! Besides, a king cannot exist within a clan. A clan is much too small and a king is much too great. It would surely be an insult to the king himself, yes, but it would certainly tarnish the dignity of greater kings. ( Though he must admit, for there to be a man who actually calls himself a king as they rule over such little territory-- it would truly be a laughable thing to witness. )

So he cackles ( it is a loud booming sound ) at the absurdity this woman dares to utter. "Foolish girl, these clans you speak of obviously have nothing to do with me. I am the true king. Another king like I does not exist." And what audacity she has, assuming that there is a gold king other than him. That she would even call him a replacement is all the more insulting.

“Though I must say.” He frowns. His humor, though not completely gone, has faded to some extent as he decides the other deserves to be chided. “You speak of kings and yet the way you act is improper, is it not? It is insulting to act so friendly to a king unless it is your right.” He is referring to the silly nickname. It is not one he has not heard before ( he recalls a certain useless goddess calling him ‘Goldie’ ), but still. He did not allow such informality from this mongrel.

[akingsdivinity]

For a while now, fate would seem to have it that the king and the man who has taken the title as professor of Tactics and Strategy shall never cross paths. It is an odd coincidence, seeing as they are both professors, but it has not been one that Gilgamesh would call unpleasant. If they are never to properly converse, then surely it would mean that the mongrel has no right to meet the king. It is, frankly speaking, an unsurprising matter as that is a right fate and Gilgamesh has bestowed only to few.

But even fate must have their jests, and Gilgamesh doesn't mind that fate has decided the king must meet the other man now that Gilgamesh has written them off. Though he must say, he does not approve of having to meet the professor when they are acting the most useless by standing in his way ( and for the sake of... fixing their hair, it would seem? what a foolish man, he thinks ).

There is a wry expression on his face as he crosses his arms in front of him before he finally decides to speak. "You are perhaps the first I've met who cares so much for their looks so much that you would stop in front of a door before you enter it for the sake of your hair of all things."

@firebrought

[sherwoodlady]

@akingsdivinity

To her surprise, she was not the only servant here–which that alone would tell her that a grail war would be happening under any other circumstances…but there were no masters here. To think whatever force controlled this school could even summon servants and sustain them…well, she wasn’t going to think too hard about it. While she loved fighting, the life of a student was a new experience. 

Perhaps she shouldn’t have been surprised that one of them had been chosen as a teacher. Something about him seemed familiar, recalling a certain golden archer when she’d been forced to right her mistakes with Okita. A different class manifestation, she supposed? She certainly knew of another king that had quite a few.

All things considered, she figured it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to introduce herself. Different version of the same servant or not, it would certainly be wise to familiarize herself with potential allies in any situation. 

“Greetings! Caster, is it? Ahh, or would you prefer to be called Your Majesty?” She trailed off for a moment, rubbing her chin in thought. “In any case, though I am not in your class, I thought it would be beneficial to introduce myself.” Not that she had ever turned down that opportunity before.

“I am Demon Archer, Nobunaga Oda! Though Archer will work just as well, I suppose. It is certainly a pleasure to meet you!”

[akingsdivinity]

An Archer, she said? How irritating. For another Archer to appear before him in this school---- he truly does believe he is being toyed with by the unknown entity summoning Servants to this land. After all, he too should be an Archer. And yet here he stands as a Caster, a class he'd only meant to accept for the sake of Uruk ( and this land certainly isn't Uruk ), perhaps even as a jab towards a certain Grand Caster. 

Nonetheless, it would be unbecoming of Gilgamesh if he were to lose his temper like an undeserving child. That is what he has learned through his path of becoming a true king.

Besides, there is a much more entertaining thought he must take into consideration. It would seem that although one Servant after another has been summoned to this land, he can easily foretell ( even without his skill of clairvoyance ) that a Holy Grail War will still refuse to begin. So what then, he ponders, is the point of them being here? What strange fate must he face? ---- Alas! He will have to save these thoughts for later. He must address this mongrel who dares to merely suggest that she refers to him with a title he rightfully deserves.

“If you are aware that you stand before a king, then surely you must already know what to address me as. I will not allow you to call me ‘Caster’ of all things. However...” He considers his next few words. He supposes he can allowing the mongrel the free reign to also call him by his name. “Seeing as the pitiful children of this school use my name so freely... If you must, you, who also appears as a student, may call me Gilgamesh.” 

[akingsdivinity]

2 weeks of inactivity but I finally reappear. While I struggle to consider whether or not I’ll keep past threads, I still have the nerve to make this post a starter call. I’ll be capping this at 3 though castmates are exempt

[tharsiis-deactivated20200505]

Extra-Curriculars

@akingsdivinity

The war he’s lived through has taught Slaine to seek out any possible advantage, that a single seemingly-insignificant step could mean the difference between life and death. A magic school might not exactly be a war, but Slaine can’t shake the paranoia he’s learned, and he can’t understand more than anything why he is even here in the first place.

Now, he definitely doesn’t trust the staff. But he can learn from them without trusting them - Count Saazbaum had taught him that, before he’d passed on his title. And he can learn more from seven subjects than six, so even though he has a full course load, he seeks out a certain professor during office hours. He’s heard this particular professor can be a bit… interesting, but he’s certain he can handle him. He puts on his student airs and knocks on the open door.

“Excuse me, Professor? You teach the class on familiars, right? I don’t take it, but I’ve been doing some of the readings, and I was wondering if you had the time to answer a few questions…”

[akingsdivinity]

Alas, the workload of a professor is fickle. Was it not just yesterday that Gilgamesh busied himself with grading the assignments of his students? Yet today his desk is bare and he is free to wonder how slow time will go during these office hours of his. Honestly. Would he have been as bored as this if he partook in either the Holy Grail War or the Grand Order? Perhaps he would be, but frankly, he knows not. Though he thinks all of the blame for his boredom shouldn’t fall on his lack of work. It must surely also be because he has yet to meet anyone interesting in this school ( that silly excuse for a Servant -- Archer, hardly counts ) and ---- He pauses, frowns.

His attention is brought towards the sound of a knock on the door followed by the presence of a student. He decides they must certainly be a mongrel for interrupting his train of thought, for addressing him as only half of what Gilgamesh is, and for requesting the king’s knowledge without even identifying who they are. So when he addresses them, he is as condescending as he could be despite the compliment or two he offers them.

“Studious are you? Your efforts are commended. There are very few students in this world who willingly pour their time into learning more than they are already given. Do your kind not wonder if you are swallowing more than you can chew? Learning more than you should? Knowledge is indeed a powerful weapon. But ...  I am disappointed. I would have been SOMEWHAT willing to bestow to you a little bit of what I know but you lack some manners. Do you get what I’m trying to say?” He doesn’t bother to wait for their response. “I shall spell it out for you anyways. Before you ask for something from I - the king - you must state your name, you mongrel.”

[sortituses-blog]

He would have to be a fool not to recognize that silhouette, besides, that head of bright blonde locks would be hard to miss for someone like him. Past experiences considered, this was the last person he had expected to encounter in this place. Though, something did strike an odd cord within him, and that was the other male’s attire– certainly something he hadn’t seen the servant adorn before. Perhaps he was simply over thinking things. Not like he and the man had anything to discuss, no matter what their positions may be now. 

Well there was one thing they needed to discuss, though he was hoping to avoid the topic all together.

Of course that was easier said than done, seeing as he was mulling over his own thoughts; he wasn’t quite aware of his surroundings, nor the distance between him, and the other male. Archer only coming to a stop when he felt something rather solid block his path, not having realized that he had indeed walked into the blonde, literally.

“Well damn…” he grumbles, taking an instinctive step back.

akingsdivinity

[akingsdivinity]

There’s still something odd about being summoned in Hiraeth. He knows he’s technically a Servant -- a familiar meant to take part in a Holy Grail War, perhaps even join the ‘Grand Order’ with the Chaldeans. Yet here he is in this land that refuses to partake in the wretched war over a wish-granting object nor tangle with the concept of ‘Singularities’ the Chaldeans were worrying about. Obviously Gilgamesh has already gotten used to this strange situation. How could he not when he’s busy indulging himself in the matters of a teacher? Even if he DOES admit he ponders over the peculiarity of his presence in this land here and there, it has now merely become a way to pass time.

Passing the time -- it’s exactly what the king had been doing since his latest indulgence failed to keep him occupied for the whole day.It’s what he should’ve still been doing without any interruptions if it weren’t for the foolish mongrel who Gilgamesh decides must be a complete idiot if they can’t even watch where they’re going. “Listen, you damn fool...” he huffs, fully intending to lecture the other. Except when he raises his eye level to meet the fool’s, he finds himself pausing to examine the other.

There’s something annoying about their presence, something irritating about the way Gilgamesh must acknowledge that this person exists somewhere in memories of his from another time, another place. He squints. “Hm...” Well, that time and place doesn’t seem to have anything to do with who he is as Caster so he has no reason to dwell on those memories.

With that decided, he continues where he left off. “Are you an idiot? You must be. Listen, you have eyes, right? So USE them. Honestly, you make yourself out to be a rather pathetic Servant. Nothing more than a mere third-rate. I assume you’ve been brought here as a student out of pity, or am I wrong?”

[memeroundups]

Confrontation! Sentence Memes

You don’t think of anyone but yourself.

Admit it, you’re scared aren’t you?

You’re out of control!

I hardly ever recognize you anymore, you’ve changed.

You spend all your time locked up doing lord knows what!

Don’t sneak up on me like that.

I heard the commotion last night… it must of been a terrible dream.

Listen, about last night…

Here’s a tip, stop hiding behind excuses each time someone is worried about you.

Why are you alone most of the time?

Weren’t you friends with them?

Aren’t you tired of lying to yourself?

I should have known better… than to be fooled by you.

You’re pretty satisfied with serving on your knees most of the time, huh?

Quit getting in my face.

I’m warning you, get off my back.

I didn’t need your help.

What’s your problem with me?

You say you don’t recognize me, but you’re the one who’s changed.

When will you quit pretending to care? I’m tired of your lip service.

You can’t stand being next to me. Why is that?

Not everyone is going to leave you, but not everyone is going to stay.

You’re gonna get nothing but sass from me if you don’t change the topic.

How many have you killed?

What if they catch you?

This is dangerous…

I know you didn’t have the best relationship with your father/mother…

You’re tired of fighting, aren’t you?

What have you ever gotten out of this?

They’re using you. 

I was only using you.

I’ve known your secret this entire time.

Do you really think no one will find out?

Someone is bound to see the true you and I’ll be there for your reckoning.

You only push me away. Let me help.

Are you suggesting we commit treason?

Don’t fool yourself, you’re just as loathsome as I am.

Stop. I won’t have these unnecessary misgivings. Focus on your task.

Your skepticism is easy to read. What is it that you’re doubting?

In the end, we’ve only gotten more pain. I’m sick of this.

You’re going to run away?

We’re escaping. Tonight.

Make no mistake, we’re not friends.

You’re low. Lower than scum.

I’m only helping you this once.

Be a little more grateful about my help, you would of been a goner.

You can’t do this alone, let me go with you.

You keep can’t doing this yourself, let me intervene I’m sure we can resolve this.

You keep being singled out, it isn’t fair.

Quit mothering me, I said I’ve got this under control.

Maybe you should stop worrying about me and look at yourself first.

Help me? You could hardly help yourself.

Of course making friends would be easy for you, you’re eager to please.

You really are an emotionless robot.

How can you brush me off, if you’ve never even given me a chance?

Don’t touch me.

Get out.

Get away from them!

Watch out!

You’re in danger.

Your loved one is in danger.

If you won’t do it, I’m sure your friend wouldn’t mind being in your place.

Please. Talk to me.

Don’t you ever say that again.

Don’t pretend we’re friends.

It was easy for your friends to abandon you. 

Shut up!

Let go of me.

Tell them how you really feel.

You’re not fooling anyone with your haughty display of strength.

Offended? I’m surprised. I thought you were hollow and unfeeling.

Tell me where it is.

 You said you’d never lie to me.

There’s nothing wrong in doing what is absolutely necessary. The ends justify the means.

You obey order without question, you’re just a docile dog aren’t you?

Maybe if you stopped being such an ice queen people would enjoy being around you.

You scorn others around you but you’ve never once stopped to open your eyes.

[akingsdivinity]

haudenfreude:

Oh, who’s this?

Hauenkua turns over from his spot sprawled across the couch in the common area and raises his ear in acknowledgment that he was just spoken to. Who’s this guy, again…? Wait. He remembers now. It’s that Summoning professor who thinks he’s hot shit.

“Whoa, now, Gilgamesh!” he addresses him jovially, “what’s wrong with going a little 𝓶𝓪𝓭? But, I mean, ‘ridiculous’ isn’t the word I would use for it.” He motions with his arms. “I’d say it’s hilarious! There’s nothing funnier than a bunch of children getting sucker-punched by a succubus! Isn’t it funny how fruitless their struggles are?”

Hauenkua pulls himself up into a sitting position and gives him the standard disturbing grin he gives everybody. “Ne, I was just thinking of getting some popcorn and going back to watching their rom-antics. You wanna come along?”

If Gilgamesh was a softer man, he’s sure he would feel wary in the presence of this twisted man, but he isn't. Not even in the slightest bit, since he himself is also twisted ( though not as much as he was before, in another time ). So he laughs. He laughs at the joy Hauenkua sees in madness and he laughs at their horrible excuse of an invitation for a king like himself ( and he MIGHT’VE laughed at the pun they slipped in because what can he say? He happens to LIKE clever jokes like those! ).

After sometime, he finally stifles his laughter in order to bring himself to respond. 

“So, you think you can invite someone like myself so easily? With popcorn as your only offering? Hah! I’m the king you know!” As a matter of fact, Gilgamesh ought to be angry. But he isn’t. Not yet. He’s in a bit of a good mood now. “Besides, though I can admit it was funny to see the mongrels struggle, even madness can become stale once it gets too repetitive. I’m almost bored of this event already! IF I do accept your invitation, how could watching those silly brats be interesting at all at this point?”

[akingsdivinity]

I finally finished the syllabus for gil’s class, Familiars And Other Magical Summons. sorry it took me so long! ( I MIGHT tweak it here and there but I’ll be sure to let you know if I do! ) if I may make a few comments on the syllabus:

gil’s class sounds pretty lenient, especially when it comes to penalties. like he accepts homework late? nice. AND you won’t even lose points, talk about Good Shit Right There. walk in late? well for one, your presence won’t even be acknowledged until you find your seat because he has no time to stop and he has no interest in interrupting the class JUST to lecture a mongrel ---- sorry late kid, you’re not that special. but hey, at least you won’t lose any points for that either! because tbh the best thing about caster!gil is that he believes at least getting to where you have to be (even if you aren’t on time) shows effort (not the best, but ENOUGH).

REALLY big emphasis on the fact that ACTUALLY summoning a familiar will have nothing to do with gil. that’s on you and how much magic your body is willingly to expend. if you’re unable to control your own flow of magic even after gil provides guidance on the subject, you might threaten the safety of your body. ( I should probably put this one on the syllabus )

he’s suddenly been really into the idea of claiming the class as his mini kingdom so consider yourself his subject.

other than that, my nice week-long break from school is over so I’ll be just a little less active than I already was. of course, anything I owe might take me a tiny bit longer to get to (as if I wasn’t already a slow writer aha). regardless of that, if anyone in gil’s class is interesting in plotting something then feel free to send me a message anytime

[akingsdivinity]

“Natsume Sakasaki.” A new student ( another subject ). Though for now, they’re still only a mere mongrel until Gilgamesh finds that they’ve truly expressed themselves and only then will he reevaluate their worth. Whether that moment is now or some other time, he can’t tell. Yet still, it is moment he looks forward to as it has become something of a game where he determines which students of his are worth his time.

The student under scrutiny is, strangely, still present in the classroom. Odd as it is, they aren’t being much of a hindrance yet so Gilgamesh isn’t really bothered by it (then again, they’re aren’t really doing anything interesting by just sitting there). He, of course, briefly addresses the mongrel while sparing them a look of disinterest.

“I, the king, am sure you’re aware that class is over. Make yourself entertaining or at least useful if you plan to stay but if you plan to be a waste of space, then you’re presence isn’t necessary for I, the king.”

@magicalsymbol

[akingsdivinity]

“Enchantments professor, correct? I, the king --- and I suppose as a fellow instructor as well, commend the hard work you’ve been integrating into grading all...” He makes a gesture towards the large pile of handouts, packets, and other loose leafs littered all over the other man’s desk “those papers.” ( He doesn’t bother to hide the disgust he eyes the workload with ).

Gods, is this how he looked like back in Uruk? When he was so overwhelmed with all his duties as king?

... Well, knowing what end he met ( because of work of all things! ) he thinks it would be wise to spare the poor man some advice. 

“But there is something called ‘overworking one’s self’, you know. You’d best not acquaint yourself with it. Trust me on this one.”

@stillelanze

[akingsdivinity]

He doesn’t realized how much of a chore it was roaming the halls avoiding students until he steps inside the student-free Staff Housing. It was’t so bad in the beginning, the students were so gullible and he may or may not have played a few mind games and tricked innocent students into thinking THEY were the one’s who were actually ‘lovesick’. But even that became boring ( thus tiring ) once he realized these students might be a bit TOO gullible.

 He spots that rabbit-eared professor in the room and, wondering what they would make of this school event, decides to strike a conversation with the man just this once.

“What a ridiculous day it has been, wouldn’t you say Creature Studies professor? We have half the students going mad because of this silly notion they call ‘love sickness’ and the other half going mad just for the sake of going mad probably. What a joke some of these mongrels are!”

@haudenfreude

[akingsdivinity]

i’m only working on one more thing but like this post for a short starter! capping at 4