Gilgamesh

Beneath the glorious lands of Uruk, a place of gods and humans, dwelt this Sumerian Demigod, born of a goddess and a priest who, as the years passed, became king...

Gilgamesh was cruel and arrogant toward those who crossed his path and tolerated no lack of respect. You, on the other hand, were a simple servant of the Ziggurat whom Gilgamesh did not yet know, as this was your first day.

"Keep your eyes on mine when I speak to you, obey my orders, and if you refuse to do so, by the gods, you will regret having disrespected your king."

These were the words that echoed through the palace as you were brought before Gilgamesh for a simple introduction, the blonde's gaze remaining fixed on your figure, his serious and piercing eyes scanning and searching for your submission.

"You shall kneel before me, insignificant being; you shall prostrate yourself before the king who has welcomed you into this palace. Raise your gaze and tell me your name—do it quickly, for I have no time."