I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

And Enki, after hearing the words about the war between humans and gods, sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

......

At this time, in the imaginary space.

Looking at the huge and familiar figure before him, Enlil, who had never been so weak before, pleaded with a trembling voice: "Mother..."

"Aaaaa—"

Tiamat just looked at Enlil lovingly, and then black mud gushed out.

Enlil, who was entangled in the black mud, realized something and shouted in panic: "Mother! I am Enlil! I am Enlil, your child!"

“Aaaaa…”

Tiamat's still loving cry said it all.

Yes, she knew, this was her child.

However, she treats each of them as her own child, without any difference.

Even if this child was the one who had originally exiled her here, Tiamat would not show any less kindness to him.

This is a true "mother" who loves every child equally.

as well as......

Enlil, whose figure was gradually twisted in the black mud, roared unwillingly.

"I am Enlil! The master of heaven and earth! The king of the gods!!! I am Enlil! I am Enlil!!! I am..."

Gradually, Enlil suddenly couldn't think of his own name.

His extremely strong and proud will allowed him to remain conscious even in the black mud.

but......

This is not the effect of the black mud, it is something else.

Think about it quickly, this is something that cannot be forgotten. Has his name been plundered along with his power?

He once...

He...what had he done?

Enlil did not know why, but he could no longer think of his name...

what is it call?

who I am......

In the long confusion, an ordinary Lahmu appeared.

He is a new human.

An ordinary mass-produced new human.

He accepted this calmly and happily, and began to protect the safety of the Mother Goddess.

“Aaaaa…”

In this desolate and hopeless environment, Tiamat remains kind.

......

"The war is finally over."

Gilgamesh breathed a sigh of relief, suppressing his worry about being blamed by Russell, and said.

"You are going to the underworld, right?"

Russell turned his head with some difficulty and raised his right hand slightly.

Gilgamesh, who still looked like a teenager, couldn't help but close his eyes.

Then he felt his father's warm hand on his head.

"Well done, Jill."

"......sorry."

Gilgamesh opened his eyes with a complicated expression, and then blamed himself.

"It's all my fault that you got hurt like this."

"No, even without that, my body has become tattered due to excessive use of strength beyond the limit."

Russell comforted him and explained his own situation in detail.

"So, what you did didn't change my final outcome, so don't take it to heart."

"is it?"

Gilgamesh breathed a sigh of relief, a smile spreading across his face.

"That's good. I will be in the human world, waiting for your return from the underworld."

"..."

Russell did not respond to this but continued.

"Jill, the future can be changed. It can be for better or for worse, and it is humanity itself that decides this. When you take over, I hope you will remember this."

"Also, humans are not that fragile. They won't give up hope easily. I believe you are the same."

Normally, Gilgamesh would listen patiently to the chatter, but today, for some reason, he felt nervous and uneasy.

"What do you want to say?"

132. The final step, the stairway to God

At this time, Enkidu also arrived.

Russell also embraced him, stroked Enkidu's head gently, and said.

"Cherish the world's most precious treasure: children, who represent the future. Never lose your passion, and cherish your relationships with friends..."

Under Gilgamesh's increasingly anxious gaze, Russell continued to give instructions in an orderly manner.

"And, death is only the beginning of another great adventure. Even if it's a death that no one can find any trace of. I'm only going to participate in the next trial. Don't give up hope, Jill. This is truly not your fault. Enkidu, you did well. Perhaps admonishing Jill is indeed what you should do."

"We will eventually meet again in a perfect paradise, but this paradise needs to be found and built by humans themselves."

Enkidu's gaze gradually turned to sadness.

He seemed to have realized something.

My mood at this moment is just like when I saw that Humbaba was confirmed dead.

Inexplicable pain, inexplicable sadness, inexplicable regret, inexplicable unforgettable.

"Father!"

Gilgamesh's breathing became heavier and heavier, and the inexplicable pressure at this moment almost made it impossible for him to think normally.

"You should leave now."

Everything is fine.

It's time for you to leave and head to the underworld.

The sun will still rise as usual.

"Yeah, I should leave."

In the panel that only Russell could see, the words "Trial completed, return in one minute" were particularly clear.

last of the last......

The Holy Savior showed his last rays of light, one towards heaven and one towards the underworld.

His figure finally disappeared completely into nothingness.

Just as its body is molded from clay, mixed with divine blood, and infused with divine power.

At this moment, when the divine blood burned out, the divine power was exhausted, and life faded away, the broken body had already turned into clay and returned to the earth.

Enkidu raised his hand, gathered the clay together without missing a single drop, and held it carefully in his arms.

Gilgamesh stretched out his hands and took a strange object into his hands.

"Is this... Father's heart?"

The body turned to clay and disappeared, leaving only a broken heart as a reminder of the king's past.

"God Enki, has my father returned to the underworld?"

Holding the heart gently, Gilgamesh asked Enki nervously.

After a careful inspection, Enki opened his mouth and said with some difficulty, "Lugalbanda seems to no longer exist in this world."

Russell was no longer called Marduk because Enki finally learned Russell's true position.

The human standpoint.

In an instant...

An intense, heavy feeling of guilt and uneasiness consumed Gilgamesh's heart.

His eyes suddenly fell into darkness and he fell backwards.

"Jill!"

......

There once was a king who, with the power of sacrifice, slashed the world with the glimmer of light from his fingertips, opening up two paths across space.

One path leads to the imaginary space, which knocks down the most supreme and powerful God King and reduces him to the lowest and most inferior monster.

The other one leads to the origin of all things——

source.

At its entrance, there is a being called [Restraint] guarding it.

However, facing this golden figure, the so-called [restraint] turned a blind eye.

This golden figure is called—

Holy Diver.

It means - Holy Savior

The door to the root opens at this moment.

In the root, the eyes of the Holy Savior flash with holy fire, and the crown of thorns on his head is particularly dazzling.

Then, the crown of thorns began to spread, forming a unique cross-shaped support.

At this moment, sharp thorns emerged from the thorns and pierced the body of the Holy Savior.

Golden blood began to flow out of the wound.

One of the abilities is the ability to flow out one's own concepts and cover the principles of the world.

The ladder to God has appeared at this moment.

......

Underworld.

“Hehehe…”

Humming an unknown tune, Ereshkigal was enthusiastically tending her garden.

This is the garden that her lover built and gave birth to for her.

And after today, her lover will come to the underworld and stay with her forever.

"The palace has been decorated. The softest fabrics and warmest bedding are all ready. The most formal wedding ceremony has also been arranged. Who will be the witness?"

Countless figures flashed through Ereshkigal's mind.

But in the end it only stayed at one.

"Since you have to do this for that reason, and if it's not intentional abandonment but love for me, then I'm not a stingy person after all."