divinity.

[truegoldenking]

hopeled​:

   she can’t say that she was surprised the moment she arrived at Sunset Circuit. a fresh, new place to explore and the very first thing anybody will ever see? a giant, golden skyscraper that was virtually impossible to ignore. Ritsuka didn’t need anything to tell her that that was her destination– no one else on the island would want to live in such a place except for the King of Heroes. it was loud and gaudy and practically screaming ‘ look at me! look at me! ‘ quite fitting for Gilgamesh. the over the top display was enough to momentarily quell her worries on just how this evening would go. and if that wasn’t enough, the statue of Enkidu certainly gave her a long moment of pause.

          one of which she chose to take a picture of quickly, if only to show his Caster self later.

  Ritsuka had chosen to remain silent as the attendant led her higher up. partially from nerves and partially from how much she resembled Siduri. there was an ache in her chest at the sight and for a moment, memories of Siduri’s final moments passed through her mind. ( the Lahmu. the waving of her ‘arms’ in surrender. the way she refused to attack Ritsuka and protected humans. ) of course, she’s quick to cast them away, eyes squeezing shut and a shake of her head given to get back the composure she held before. her gaze drifts to watch the waters of Moon Bay, slipping into a state of reminiscing on her time in Uruk before the elevator dinged and the doors open.

    okay. showtime. a deep breath in and she follows the attendant to where the King would inevitabley be, waiting. 

The attendant did not stare at the girl even if the quiet concern was clear in her gaze, she chose not to ask her out of respect. She was an honored guest after all. 

Instead, a gentle smile was offered to her as they reached the last floor. 

The orange light of the sunset crossed the windows of the large hall resembling a throneroom. Lacquered tiles and lapislazuli mixed with chandeliers and even a tv screen with a hidden videogame console. The room itself was a mixture of Babylonia’s greatness and modern whims (probably very similar to the incoherent amount of mixed treasures insides the infamous Gates. 

Gilgamesh wanted it all, and had it all without any true order beyond his will. 

A large table had been placed in the middle of the room. And two dishes and goblets. Jars with exquisite wine adorned the cerned of the room. 

And there the King sat, a hand stretched as a heavily jeweled cup danced between his fingers, full with wine.

“I’ve waited long to meet you, Master of Chaldea!” The voice was imperious and lingering with a smile “But this was the right time, just as you have endured so many trials, being the NULL incident the last. And there you stand, still victorious and yet in awe before the graces of my palace! I take you were fascinated by that Enkidu below!” 

[kingofconquests]

@truegoldenking​ is getting a Spiralefes starter!

“Your tower really is beautiful, I must say! Not as extravagant as what I would’ve expected, but I suppose mortal means can only go so far.”

It’s mostly in jest, and his hands go to pick up a particularly beautiful goblet, wrought from gold and bejeweled with precious gems in its many settings.

“Surely you’ll have some sort of party here, won’t you? Festivity seems to be in the air in this singualrity at this time of year.”

Not skipping a beat at all, and as if the action was completely casual, the man…

…Crunched onto the precious goblet, taking a massive bite out of it and crunching it between his teeth.

“I’m sure I could find someone to cater the event for you.” He continued, with all the nonchalance of a typical conversation.

[truegoldenking]

“It’s not the tower, you oaf.” Gilgmesh gestured, a hand shimmering in gold spread sideward as if showing it all.

“It is the Sunset Circuit itself.” The crunch on the noble metal immediately draw a frown on Archer face.

“Eating gold but speaking tin? Tch’“ he huffed another gate rippled, allowing a similar goblet. 

“I’m feeling generous today, as it is indeed a time of celebration. The fires of summer only decorate my tower further, the sunset is envious.” The new goblet was offered to Iskandar, full with divine wine.

“A celebration in there would be endless. Have you noticed how time is frozen in this place? That’s why I chose it.”

[truegoldenking]

lancerofclay​:

Enkidu purred under the attention. It felt nice. Right. They still were not sure why they existed (or whether that even mattered), but they thought it probably had something to do with this. For the first time in their very short life, they felt content. (Despite that nagging voice at the back of their head, telling them it was much too soon.) 

They did not know what he was saying, but he seemed a little dangerous now. They had a sense that he was not dangerous to them, but they were not sure if they liked it very much. They raised onto all fours and turned away with a great huff. 

There was no sense in conflict if no food or mates came out of it- that was what the animals told them, and they were inclined to agree. They were not sure what he wanted from them, but it seemed complicated, and they did not want to be involved. 

It had been so long the King had forgotten Enkidu make that strange, endearing sound. Like a cat or a pigeon or perhaps the hoot of an owl? He wasn’t sure, but he liked it.

“Enkidu!” Gilgamesh commanded, his hand reaching out for the beast that ..walked away? Were they rejecting him? 

His voice rose, filled with that tyrannical authority loathed by the gods and rebellious mankind. 

“Come back! Or have you forgotten? You’re the ultimate weapon, let’s wage war on this universe!” 

A hand reached out, offered to the beast. 

“Together. But first. Shall we..?” A small gate rippled behind Gilgamesh, golden waves in the darkness, summoning a scimitar. 

[truegoldenking]

@hopeled

As if the place was not strange enough in its own nature, the King’s wish had made it worse. 

Towering above the perpetual sunset, a single mirrored gold skyscraper had been risen. The orange sunlight reflected against it only accentuated the exquisite color of Archer’s arrogance. 

The tower itself perfectly melded with the uncanny atmosphere of the Sunset Circuit, that place where time was irrelevant. 

The address provided in the map was a glowing pinpoint that led to the extravagant reception. The decoration’s radiance would greet the young master as soon as she crossed the main gate, the blinding splendor greeted her. 

But there was something even stranger in those walls, the building itself, even if new, felt as if it had been built years ago. Typical from the last decade of the previous century, just like the days when Gilgamesh had been reincarnated and walked amidst men.

A massive statue of Enkidu stood in the center of the main hallway. They marked the earth where they belonged, while a matching one of Gilgamesh adorned the rooftop. The gaudy amount of luxury and grandeur clearly evidenced the ‘King’s tastes’.

A finely dressed attendant, one he had chosen to resemble his loyal Siduri had been appointed to receive the guest and lead her into the upper floor where the ‘throneroom’ was. 

The elevator had a beautiful view oft the Moon Bay where the tides burst into multicolored ripples. 

[truegoldenking]

Hello! Your housing request has been processed! Your new housing is THE GOLDEN OBELISK in SUNSET CIRCUIT.

Excellent.

[truegoldenking]

lancerofclay​:

Enkidu stretched their neck to sniff at the strange object. It did not smell manmade. Rather, it stunk of the gods. Whatever it was, it was a powerful divine object, but this man was not using it to attack them. 

They swung their eyeless face about to confirm that he was not trying anything funny, and leaned in to smell the necklace again. While they had never known their ‘mother,’ it did not smell like her, and its blessing seemed… kind, for lack of a better word. 

They rose onto their hind legs and batted at it with a paw. Someone who’d received a necklace like this was unlikely to hurt them. (They were not edible anyway, so there would not be much point. Then again, humans could be needlessly cruel.) 

They lowered themself and butted their head against his hand. Their anxieties were eased, if only for the moment. But still. What did he want from them?

Enkidu, even in their shapeless, primal form, it was still something that fascinated him. The beast before his eyes was beyond anything humans could ever imagine. A being so perfect and so misshapen could only be part of the same clay that had shaped the world. Now alive and incarnate in a creature. 

Gilgamesh understood this entity was not the Enkidu he remembered, the chains of heavens forged to bind him and succeeded in ways the gods had not been able to foresee. 

The king petted that large head as if it was a homongous dog or domesticated bear. He allowed him to investigate and “sniff” that gift that both shared millennia ago. Perhaps they would not understand its meaning but he hoped it could somehow stirr some sort of familiarity between them. Convince that creature he was the King and the very reason they were created.

Yet, that way in which they met his hand with that round and featureless snout made the King smile, his expression softening for a moment.  He had been so alone for millennia, Enkidu’s death still a painful scar in his memories despite how many years had passed. 

“I’m happy to see you, even if you’re like this.” The red eyes narrowed in a strange and gentle smile. 

“We could judge this world together, now that you’re in that pure form. And create a paradise anew, for us, where no god would ever dare to harm you.” Perhaps the creature wouldn’t understand, but his gestures had become kind out of solitude. 

“Will you join me?”

[truegoldenking]

lancerofclay​:

Gilgamesh’s actions only made Enkidu even more confused. Nothing humanoid had ever treated them like this. Every human they’d encountered to date ran from them as if they were a monster. 

But then things changed. His fingers dented the sides of their head and his voice turned hard. They did not like that. Not at all. 

They growled, tossing their head to shake him off. They were not at the point of attacking quite yet, but they were less than pleased. 

“Don’t be upset. “ He allowed the mass of clay to move their way, releasing them as both hands fell to his sides.

“I see this must be very confusing to you, as you’re now nothing more than a shapeless being the gods cast into this world to suffer. There’s no sacred Samhat here, just me, the one you’re destined to follow.” And so he reached out to his side as reality rippled golden, a single treasure drawn out of the gates. The ribbon tipped in gold, that exact memento both shared.

“This,” he offered it to the beast. 

[truegoldenking]

greatharvest​:

   ❛   ‘Soon’ be your kingdom ?  You have the nerve to mock me when you aren’t even a  KING  here ?   ❜

       DAMN   — would Maanna be in his Treasury ?  That was a possibility Ishtar hadn’t even considered; granted, with Gugalaana’s location still being a mystery, perhaps she’s grown far too used to her treasures disappearing without explanation. She finds herself torn between two different, yet distinct emotions: infuriated at the mere thought of Maanna sitting there unused, and itching all over at the prospect of a Treasury so large he wouldn’t even know how to find it !

  ❛   At any rate, no — there’s  NO WAY  Maanna would be in such a gaudy, tasteless place.   ❜  Is she sweating ?  Is the prospect of all those priceless gems making her sweat ?

“You aren’t even a goddess in this place, Isthar!” Gilgamesh retorted loudly, clearly irked by the comment. He pointed at her almost rudely.

“This is a new realm to conquer! It will soon bow to me for I am the greatest king ever existed!” It was almost like bickering in the ancient times. Almost. 

“Perhaps it is. You see, I never take into account the treasures in there. Not even me can memorize all of then. But know I do have access to my Vaults. And Maanna is not that great, compared to Vimana” 

[truegoldenking]

greatharvest​:

   ❛   This is only a temporary curse !  TEMPORARY !   ❜

       A   brief pause as she sizes him up, eyes flitting from head to toe. She much preferred his ‘latest’ fashion choices, when last they spoke… 

   ❛   Unlike poor choices in hair product — which, for you, seems to be lasting forever.   ❜

Gilgamesh wears the gaudiest amount of gold shaped into an armor any being could ever display. The heavy earrings, the red velvet around his waist, his sole figure in daylight shames the sun. And he knows it. 

A hand rises, holding up a goblet before the goddess of war and love. 

“You haven’t changed, only weakened. This city will soon be my kingdom. Enkidu has returned to my side. What do you have besides the few tasteless jewels? Where’s your lazuli Maanna? In my Treasury perhaps?” 

[truegoldenking]

lancerofclay​:

It’s too soon. They do not know how they know or why that is, but it is an endless refrain in their mind. They do not know what to do. His voice is the same one that they heard in the moments after their birth, but it is deeper. Harsher. It feels wrong. Just like that name that’s been lodged in their mind, even though they do not know what it means. 

But more than anything, they are curious. Who is this man? Why does he evoke so many feelings they’ve never had before? They butt their nose up against his chest, hoping for an answer. 

Gilgamesh’s grin disappears as he holds up both hands embracing the enormous featureless head as a child with a large fluffy dog. He nuzzles the creature affectionately. This is a nightmare and a fantasy at the same time.

“Enkidu,” he calls again. “You stand here, before me, in your strongest incarnation. Just as I have arrived at this city to judge it, to purge it. so have you.” 

The hands tense, digging into the clay. “You and I against gods and mankind alike. I have been chosen again, through true reincarnation, through this summoning.” 

[truegoldenking]

lancerofclay​:

Of course! I am sure a rotten goddess like her would not settle for anything less. I will be sure to make……… 

preparations. 

Be certain to smile as you do it, Enkidu. And remember, this is not vengeance, we’re above that. 

I call it “lex talionis” in a less ancient way.

[truegoldenking]

@greatharvest​

Ishtar!  

The Heavens are mine! 

So you have been bound to the earth like a worm, right where you belong.

I welcome you to this city!

[lancerofclay]

Hey Gil, do you think you can barbecue a goddess? Do you want to help me find out? 

@truegoldenking​

[truegoldenking]

Well, well, well.

What do we have here?

Once the new palace has been established, perhaps an invitation is due. 

[lancerofclay]

There is a presence that calls out to them. A siren song calling for them. Instincts they thought only applied to wildlife flare up. Go towards it. Move away. You’re not ready yet. You’re not ‘human’ yet. It isn’t time. 

They waver, head tucked down to the earth as they try to process warring impulses. What should they do…? 

@truegoldenking​

[truegoldenking]

Not even the wildest images of his clairvoyance could foresee the sight before him. It was impossible. But real. That monstrosity he had never encountered, the destiny that had been orchestrated by the gods until the moment of their encounter. 

They had never allowed that very moment to happen. But now. 

Gilgamesh didn’t need to know in order to understand. 

Amidst the chaos of the city, ignoring the loud and horrified surroundings, he started walking towards the creature. 

“Magnificent. Is it truly you?”  No, they weren’t. That was the being before the being.  This had to be a sign, the true reason why he had been summoned into that time-lost city. 

“Enkidu”. 

[truegoldenking]

kxrei​:

            ‘ then no, i am no longer in search of any answer.               i have found all that i needed. ’

      for forty years of his life such an answer alluded him, a reason       behind his feelings (or rather lack thereof). he was foolish to       think it would so easy a task for him when he did not even know       what it is he sought. and so was it that death was a gift, showing       him in those few moments what he sought for in decades.

                               i was a fool, blinded only by myself                       death was my release. and now it is my guide

      it was a blessing in disguise, for him to run into what was perhaps       the only other who understood him. while he cared little for a        touching reunion, a guide for this city was the very thing he was       looking for. if he was able to offer even the slightest glimpse at       this cities purpose, then it would all be worth it.

            ‘ for the moment this city is all that concerns me. i know               nothing of its existence, nor those who built it and for what               purpose. if you can answer any of these questions, then i               humbly accept your invitation. ’

“I have been observing this city for a while. It has been more than a year and a half since then.” He turned to face the colorful cityscape, the buildings towering into the sky. 

“A depository of dimensions. Alternate and different. This only proves the existence of a network of universes, and this city seems to be in the middle. It defies death, as some here have already experienced it before arrival. Others have died here too and find themselves returning with minor pain and scars. In other words, no one can die in here.” 

Gilgamesh looked against the priest, those slit red eyes gleaming with amusement. 

“This place could become the real kingdom of heavens your faith once mentioned. It only needs a proper ruler--” like him. “and guidance. I admit this city still has many flawed denizens. I once contemplated to use the Grail to purge it, but the Grail Ritual does not apply. Yet servants exist in a state of freedom.” 

And then those eyes narrowed one last time as he started walking away, expecting the priest to follow him. 

“You found what you needed, but doesn’t this place inspire you new doubts?” Gilgamesh looked up into the heavens, sunlight falling to his face. 

“I must rule it.”

[truegoldenking]

hopeled​:

    she was not expecting to receive anymore information from the Archer about what exactly went on in the past, especially in regards to the Tohsaka’s or the Fourth Grail War. what she knew about that all came from records she spent one night pouring over after rayshifting back from the famed city, the start of many nights where sleep evaded her. 

[TXT] Fuyuki….my first Rayshift was there, accidental as it was. Everything was….burned and on fire. the Singularity had erased all humans and the Grail War was different, probably much more different than how it happened for you.

[TXT] He was your Master? That makes sense. A prestigious mage summoning the King of Heroes. No better match, right?

[Text] That Fuyuki wasn’t my Furyuki, the course of history was twisted without my intervention. I suppose you do realize how my absence degenerated history, reducing it to ash. Some with lesser understanding will simply call me a “necessary evil”.  

[Text]  He was unworthy. Everything about him was lacking. Like brass gold.

[truegoldenking]

The event has allowed the worst version of Gilgamesh to spawn. And no, I’m not referring to the brat.

This corresponds to the end of Fate Zero / UBW Route as he measured mankind and found it wanting. 

Kirei is BFF

Will try to summon Angra Mainyu (somehow) 

Will try to “sacrifice” as many servants as he can. 

This is the guy that killed Illya and her Berserker. 

Pretty much a horrible guy. 

Might heartlessly consider using Enkidu as a weapon of massive destruction.