[comprehensive] Ishtar

Geniuses meet with geniuses, lunatics and lunatics hang together——

——Ishtar and Gilgamesh are destined to be similar but completely different existences.

Outside the hall is the sound of armor colliding when soldiers walk, and in the distance there are the roar of training and the roar of ferocious beasts.The room fell silent all of a sudden, the king of Uruk stopped talking, and neither did the goddess who was once a human being.

It's like a game, gold and red collide, gods and humans look at each other, no one bows their heads, no one backs down.

The two lions lying in the corner felt the suffocating silence in the room. The male lion raised his head and looked at his master with his big brown eyes, but was pushed back by the paw of the female lion who was pressing on him.

The aggrieved male lion made a 'woo-woo' sound from his throat, like a cat, as if he was wondering why his little friend treated him so roughly.

The goddess still looked lazy, leaning against the head of the bed, Gilgamesh's bed, as if she was the master of this palace, looking arrogantly at the man standing not far away, as if looking down at the man who believed in herself followers, of course enjoy the pride of offering and being sought after.

The arrogance of the gods, the arrogance brought about by combat power and ability, and the alienation that can no longer be concealed after being seen through, are vividly displayed at this moment.

Gilgamesh looked at Ishtar, his scarlet snake pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body trembled like a trembling—so beautiful, such Ishtar, such a complex and easy-to-understand character, such a A unique and unrepeatable soul, more beautiful than he imagined!

He had never had anything like it in his treasury, and even before that, he had never imagined that he would be able to see such a rarity.

A unique existence that can deceive the omniscient and omnipotent star, can deceive the gods in the sky, and even pretend to be himself—since he was born, it should be his!

Gilgamesh stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. The king who had always been obsessed with controlling the sovereignty, for the first time willingly handed over the home court.

He stared at the goddess leaning on his bed, his unblinking eyes were full of tumbling desire and dark madness.

Really, what a surprise.

The omniscient and omnipotent star told him that under the "beautiful" body in the eyes of the world, under the cover of the black cloth is the full moon.

He believed it, but what is the moon worth stopping for?It is just a ball reflecting the light of others. The beauty praised by the world comes from others, which can be given or taken away.

Like a dodder flower, thin and uninteresting.

But when he tried to cover the sun, he found that when the light of the moon dissipated, what occupied the night was the shining light that merged with each other after the light faded.It is not as dazzling as the moon, not as bright as the moon, not as domineering as the moon, but it is more magnificent and beautiful.

That is not the moon reflecting the light of the sun, but the brilliance that has traveled through the vast dark universe and burned itself to reach the brilliance of human eyes.

It is another sun that burns itself, melts itself, sacrifices itself, and emits huge energy.

It is an existence that cannot be controlled, reconstructed, copied, affected by any light, and can only be concealed.

Ishtar, Ishtar, Ishtar.

Gilgamesh repeated the name.

Hiding your true nature, deceiving the gods, even the omniscient and omnipotent star can't see through you, how far can you go?

"Why," the voice was unprecedentedly hoarse, "finally no longer use those despicable excuses to make disgusting disguises?"

Wang stared at the goddess. He didn't realize whether the thing surging in his eyes was possessive desire or something deeper.But he felt the joy emanating from the bottom of his heart, which made him more happy than the victory of the expedition, and made him more comfortable than the praises of the people.

For the first time since his birth, Wang felt the emotion of 'want'.

I am the only one who can see through your real existence, and I am the only one who can expose your hypocrisy. Isn't it right for me like this to have you?

Since your beauty can only be appreciated by this king, do you also watch this king's journey?

The arrogant and arrogant king stared closely at the goddess occupying his bed.

Ishtar noticed Gilgamesh's abnormality, but she didn't think there was anything wrong.Perhaps it was because she had seen the politeness that Gilgamesh once pretended to be, or because of the cover she had made for Gilgamesh in front of the gods, Ishtar didn't feel afraid.

On the contrary, she finds Gilgamesh like this very interesting.

This is the self-proclaimed Gilgamesh who wants to expel the gods from this world: "Disguise is for outsiders to see, isn't it." The goddess raised her hand, and she followed the clear water in the golden wine glass Shaking face, "I thought it was just now..."

Ishtar dragged out the ending, her eyes were full of cunning and arrogance that was bound to win: "We are already our own." The golden wine glass in her hand was raised, and she met Gilgamesh from the air. Respect, then raise your head and drink.

Now that it has been seen through, and since Gilgamesh chooses to point it out, even if they are not allies at this moment, they have become related parties with a common secret.

"One of our own?" Gilgamesh didn't care about Ishtar's respect in the air, but just repeated the word following Ishtar's words, feeling the huge information contained in this simple word, he I found my heart beating crazily at this second, "I...people..."

Gilgamesh bit his tail, and his tone was ambiguous and meaningful, as if this was not an adjective, but some kind of more secretive and ambiguous hint.

"Isn't it?" Ishtar narrowed his eyes slightly, and threw the cup on Gilgamesh's bed, "I thought you wanted more than just this land~"

"This land already belongs to this king, the goddess favored by Anu." Gilgamesh confronted Ishtar, "This king's journey, as it should be, has never been done before, and will never be done in the future." It will be a milestone that will be remembered by the world if it can be done."

The ambition and desire in his eyes are clearly revealed: "What this king wants is a Uruk that truly belongs to this king."

A Uruk that truly belongs to humans without the courage of gods, without sacrifices and prayers, without external forces and powers far beyond human beings.A Uruk that relies on its subjects to operate on its own, without the intervention of external forces, and truly moves forward on its own.

One, the human Uruk.

Ishtar was amused by Gilgamesh's undisguised greed, but more of his admiration for the man in front of him: "O king of Uruk, even if this world is farther away In the future, do you want to pull him into front of your eyes on your own?"

"Since there is such a future, shouldn't it be this king who pioneered such a feat?"

Those glory, those magnificence, those sacrifices, those regrets, who else can bear it except this king?

Humans looked at the gods, and the king looked at the goddess who was favored by the gods: "How about it, Ishtar," he stretched out his hand to the girl, just like inviting the girl to share with her in the garden of Uruk many years ago. He fought together, "Are you interested in the next prosperous ceremony?"

Ishtar got up from the bed and took a step towards Gilgamesh.

However, this is not a sign of approval, or a sign of invitation: "No matter what my essence is, standing in front of you at this moment is a young god, the son of Ning Sun. Even if you are the future king of kings, you can The you standing in front of me at this moment is just a human being. And what ability does a human being have to defeat the immortal god?"

"The war between humans and gods?" The blond king of Uruk laughed because of the goddess' words, "What a rebellious idea, do those who manipulate you know that you have such a rebellious idea? Humans are on par with gods, hahahahaha!"

Ishtar was indifferent to Gilgamesh's undisguised laughter: "Are you avoiding my question?"

"No, Ishtar, no." The king's tears were about to be laughed out, "What kind of confidence is this, Ishtar. Compared with this king's plan, compared with this king's greed, it has already overwhelmed everyone. Haven't you, who put humans and gods on the same plane, already made a judgment?"

Gilgamesh's eyes shone brightly, and he stared at Ishtar's golden eyes: "The war between humans and the immortal gods, the confrontation between humans and gods, is this what you foresee? On this land The rise of human beings drags those arrogant creatures who defy all beings from the sky into the dust."

Ishtar frowned, disapproving of Gilgamesh's words.

"No, Ishtar, humans and gods cannot be put together at all." Not caring about the dissatisfaction of the Venus goddess, the king continued on his own, "Gods are not worthy to be compared with humans at all, compared to arrogance and arrogance, Those gods who have eternal life, and the human beings who are advancing by themselves on this land, shouldn’t their essence be higher than gods?”

"Compared to the immortal gods, those life spans that are only a few decades long, blooming in spring, shining like summer, rich like autumn, and withering in winter, don't they deserve our respect?" Gilgamesh He also stepped forward, "Aren't those human beings who have countless future possibilities since their birth, aren't they more interesting than gods?"

When a god is born, he has a godhead, and the enshrined faith of others is a way to provide a new priesthood, but no matter how many titles and godheads he gets, his main godhead is still the one given by the rules at the time of birth.

Human beings are completely different existences. They come naked, grow with infinite possibilities, and then return to ashes.

"How boring is the same thing, Ishtar," said Gilgamesh, "don't you ever feel that if you want a good harvest, you sacrifice to you, so you give them a good harvest. If you want children, you pray You, so you send your sons. If you want rain, you ask the rain god; if you want sunny days, you ask the sun..."

"...No need to do anything, no need to think about anything, no need to worry about anything. You only need to prepare the offerings, and you only need to sincerely send your faith to them, and then the wish will be fulfilled, and then the request will be granted. This is ease and degradation, Ishtar."

"What if one day the gods don't respond?"

"What if one day humans can't afford what the gods ask for?" The king's eyes rolled with tyranny, "Isn't this what you are worried about, Ishtar. But we can also see See, the faith and brilliance that stood up after that, didn't you?"

Gilgamesh approached Ishtar: "We may see different futures, but the same thing in those infinite possibilities, we fall in love with it."

Yes, compared to the gods, those human beings who live like a prairie fire, those who rely on their own strength to go to the sky and enter the earth, and give this opportunity to everyone of the same kind equally, are the truly beloved existences in this world: "In our Before deciding to tell my father about these things, Jill..."

Ishtar looked up, she was only one step away from Gilgamesh at this moment: "...give me a reason to forget these rebellious words."

The two pairs of similar eyes looked at each other, and the yelling voices of the soldiers in the distance faded away at this moment, and it seemed that they were the only ones left in the world: "This king does not intend to give you a reason, nor will I give you any reason." , " Wang raised the corner of his mouth, "but this king has an invitation here."

"I reject."

"Gods rely on human beliefs to be powerful, but human beings don't have to rely on gods to exist." Gilgamesh didn't seem to hear Ishtar's words, and continued on his own, "Do you feel these things? Over the years of battle, the godhead has gradually grown in you."

The god of war has not yet fallen, but a new godhead has been born. It is the belief given to the goddess of Venus by the soldiers of Uruk. The reason is avoided, but there is a reason for you to choose human beings."

The king took a step forward and pulled Ishtar into his arms.

With strong and powerful arms around Ishtar's waist, the king looked down at the goddess, looking at his own reflection in her eyes: "If you cannot be spared when the gods who rely on faith retreat, then don't Be those false gods."

This kind of assumption is simply absurd and ridiculous: "Give up the gods for eternal life and become an ordinary human?"

"No," even he, who would have a peek at the eternal life, has no position to persuade others to give up the treasures they already have in their pockets, "become Uruk, Ishtar."

The goddess suddenly raised her head and looked at Wang in disbelief.

"If faith disintegrates, then don't have faith. If the gods recede, then it becomes an even more indestructible existence." Gilgamesh raised his fingers, and pinned the goddess' golden hair behind her ears, "becoming 'Ulu Ke', Ishtar, that is truly immortal, everlasting."

"Be the king's Uruk, Ishtar. As long as the blood of Uruk is still passed down in the world, as long as the name of the king is still sung by the world, as long as there is still life in this land, then you It is the star that never sets in this sky, Ishtar."

"Do you know what you're talking about, Gilgamesh?"

"My king's Uruk, this king naturally has the right to dispose of it. It is my king's freedom to hand it over to Heren, and to give it to Heren. What's more, the land you and this king have traveled through these years and the fields you have established , isn't it the best evidence for this king to make this decision?"

"If you are confused, look at my back and follow in my footsteps. This king will take you to witness a brand new era, Ishtar." The king bowed his head, a stroke as light as a feather, without any emotion. The kiss of desire fell on the lips of the goddess, "Become my king's Uruk, my king will love you as much as I love her."

At this moment, my heart was pounding.

The author has something to say: Sooner or later Wang will overturn

After all, this is Gilgamesh who is able to live every day, but always plays off.