I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

I, Gilgamesh, the Hero King (Author: Kongyin)

(I want to go back in time and slap myself.)

Tell me, does this even make sense?

Why did I suddenly time travel?

Transmigration is one thing, but God, tell me why I'm in the world of K...

Why did I turn into a cute boy?

Why……

I'll become Gilgamesh, the oldest chuunibyou in history!

Wait, I'm still a young boy!

Prologue

"Ah...so sleepy..." With this voice, a figure suddenly sat up from the grass.

"Ah, get up early, we have class." The blond boy stood up and walked to the right in a daze.

A moment later, he realized something was wrong.

The ground beneath my feet wasn't hard flooring, but soft grass.

What's above my head isn't a ceiling, but a blue sky.

A mechanical sound rang out.

"Host awakened, preparing to initiate connection, **** start (connection initiated)..."

"Huh, what is this...!" The boy looked at the panel in front of him in confusion.

"World template activated, pairing with host begins, pairing complete, host panel unfolds."

Name: Gilgamesh

Age: Fourteen

Let's begin assessing its capabilities...

Strength: D (Minimum E-, Maximum A+++, exceptionally high EX)

Magic :D

Agility: E-

Endurance: E-

Spirit: E

Lucky: A+

Overall rating: Although it's a weakling, it's still a fighter among weaklings. With its incredibly high luck, guess what will happen?

The boy... no, now it should be Gilgamesh, looked completely bewildered.

This world template seems to be the legendary system...

So that means...

"I just wanted to be a normal person! Why did I transmigrate! And become Gilgamesh, the oldest god in history..." Gilgamesh—let's just call him Gil—clutched his head, "I don't want to use..."

"Wait!" Jill suddenly remembered something and looked at the personal panel provided by the world template.

Age: Fourteen

That is to say...

I don't think I'm the Gilgamesh who reigned supreme at the peak of his chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) and wielded the Sunset Red Sword Technique anymore!

In other words, I still have a chance to correct myself!

"Nice!"

Gilgamesh clenched his fists tightly, vowing that he would never become the Gilgamesh who reigned supreme at the peak of his chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur), wielding the Sunset Red Sword Technique, only to have his head blown off by a white-haired archer's arrow.

Of course, before that, I definitely need to ask the questions clearly.

"World Template, may I ask, what kind of powerful being created it?" Jill asked the World Template.

"Insufficient permissions to know".

“And what about my task?” Jill asked again.

"Intelligence clearance unlocked to Level E. Collect world template fragments."

"So, is there any compensation?"

"Intelligence access is now at Level E. Currently, one of the original abilities of this body can be granted to the host. Please select."

The Omniscient and Omnipotent Star.

Gate of Babylon.

The territory of Uruk (a special inherent barrier).

"It has to be Gate of Babylon!" Jill chose Gate of Babylon without hesitation, after all, it's golden, no, it's his signature weapon.

(Author: Isn't it EA?)

"Distribution successful."

"Then why was I chosen?" Jill continued to ask.

"Insufficient permissions, unable to access".

Where can I retrieve the fragments?

"Insufficient permissions, unable to access".

"...Can my Gate of Babylon hit you?"

"Incorrect format, parsing... Parsing complete, replying to host: Insufficient permissions, unable to access."

"Boom..."

And so, the string of reason in Jill's mind snapped.

"Can't you say something else, you bastard!" Jill was so angry she wanted to use Gate of Babylon to beat him up.

"Beep... Host unlocks achievement: Courageous Questioning, unlocks World Intelligence Level E Access."

"Beep, host has unlocked the World Intelligence System and the Achievement System."

"..."

Template, I'm afraid I can't hold back this "mmp" today.

Jill was devastated.

What's with this achievement?! Is this template for masochists?! It's so infuriating!

"If possible, please don't pity me."

Upon hearing this mechanical voice, Gil felt even more urge to punch someone.

However, Jill calmed down in just a short while.

"Template, give me the first piece of information about the world fragments to be retrieved." Jill rubbed her head.

"Beep... Intelligence transmission in progress, intelligence transmission complete."

Upon obtaining intelligence for the first time, you will receive 700 World Coins + 1 Lottery Ticket.

Rewards have been issued; please sign for them.

Jill didn't notice the notification sound; she was looking at the message from the template in front of her.

"The world where the fragment is located, K."

Fragment information: Insufficient permissions, please explore on your own.

Side Quests:

1. Slay the Colorless King (Hint: Follow the Red Clan)

2. Defeat the Green King.

3. To witness the passing of the Red King, Suoh Mikoto.

Upon seeing the last message, Jill's expression became somewhat complicated.

In the anime K, Suoh Mikoto had a good impression of him, so witnessing his passing like this felt a bit uncomfortable...

Jill thought for a moment and noticed the lottery sign on the side.

Eh……

So Jill clicked it out of curiosity.

Ding……

With a soft sound, a voice rang out.

"Congratulations on winning the Language Proficiency prize. 1 lottery ticket deducted."

As soon as that voice rang out, countless memories flooded Jill's mind—

"Aaaaaaah!" Jill felt a splitting pain in her head. "What's going on..."

The template emitted a voice, "The system is instilling knowledge into you. Please be patient. If your mental value weren't too low, you wouldn't have to endure this pain."

“I…” Jill was about to say something, but the pain in her head prevented her from speaking.

"Skill learning complete."

"Template, I now want to greet your creator in every language I've learned."

"The Creator will be very pleased, because you have made good use of these skills."

"I'm really going to burst out 'mmp' today! I just want to give him a piece of my mind!" Jill was getting a little frantic.