"Send a divine prostitute and the best hunter in the country to the Cedar Forest. I want you to find out the identity of that monster.”Gilgamesh ordered.
Siduri bowed slightly, her eyes glimmering with guilt under her veil.
She actually knew what Enkidu was, but she could not say it. The priests of the gods had to preach his existence, the great life born from the soil.
The king of the Wedge of Heaven had now deviated from the path of the gods. Not only that, but outsiders had also won over the power of the king and violated the dignity of the gods.
He might not leave, but he could not be dragged into the conflict between Uruk and the gods. Perhaps he couldn't use violence, but he could use another method.
Siduri retreated. She chose the most beautiful woman and the best hunter in the temple and set off on the path to the Cedar Forest.
They were the messengers of God. They would bring the rationality and wisdom of humans to teach the lock of heaven in the wilderness.
Who am I? No name, no name, where did I come from? From the clods, where am I going? I…I don't know
When I woke up in the wilderness, the first scenery that I saw was the vast land and sky, as well as the fortress-like city in the distance.
I, who was born with the ability to transform into all kinds of forms, heard the voice that woke me up from afar. It was not my mother's loving fingers, nor was it my father's stern scolding. He did not know where the voice that woke him up came from, but he only opened his heavy eyes because he was concerned about the voice.
I was born without reason. I only knew that my father was the father of the gods, Anu, and my mother was the goddess of creation, Alulu. They gave me superior abilities, but they didn't give me a complete soul.
I wandered the wilderness, keeping company with wild beasts. I ran with them without a care, laughing and laughing.
I imitated their appearance and finally mastered my innate ability to transform into various forms.
Although I don't have a complete soul, I still remember the mission my mother gave me.
"Suo, you have to bring that wedge back to us.”
However, I don't have a soul, and I can't do anything other than living in the wild.
I lack a part of being human, I don't even have a name.
I'm not finished yet. The lock and the wedge complement each other. The wedge perfected the lock, and the lock could bring the wedge back.
Day after day, I felt blissful just by running with animals in the wilderness. At that time, although I wasn't completed, I didn't feel that I was lacking anything.
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One day, a powerful hunter came here with a woman. They broke through the tests set by my friend Finba one after another. In the end, they didn't ask for my friend's treasure, but asked to meet me.
The woman became my teacher to understand myself. I imitated her and shaped my own human form, the beauty of women. From her, he learned wisdom and reason, and was taught the truth of heaven and earth.
Hunter became my mentor to strengthen myself. I learned from him and shaped my human form, the strength of a man. From him I learned skills and stratagems, and was taught the craftiness of the primates born in heaven and earth.
Am I human?
I don't know what I'm missing, until Finpa touches me with sorrow and says the name he should have told me long ago
"Enkidu!"
The first time I called out my name, the world seemed to have become simple.
My duty and mission is to show the wrath of God to the proud Gilgamesh.
For the first time in my life, I had a real goal. My chest was jumping with joy, and I was running through the wilderness like a shooting star. That was the meaning of my existence, the reason why I was made, the thing that I would fight for with my life.
Because of Fernbaba's selfishness, I missed the opportunity to observe Gilgamesh's childhood, so Anand opened a time tunnel for me, allowing me to observe him from the very beginning.
He was an ideal king. When he was young, he had more outstanding qualities than anyone else on earth. tolerant, thoughtful, fair, and virtuous.
The pedestrians on the streets praised him and fell for him. That was the ideal posture of a king. I was puzzled and felt that pride might just be a misjudgment of the gods.
However, I can only confirm one thing. Although he respects God, he doesn't obey God.
As time passed, the youth grew into a young man. I had to admit that the gods were right to be worried.
In the past few years, he seemed to have become another person, dictatorial, arbitrary, forced, tyrannical, and pursued extreme glory for his own selfish desires.
The people of Uruk sighed, and the gods also had a headache.
However, I understood him. He had the characteristics of both gods and humans, and he had a broad and far-reaching vision. Neither gods nor humans could understand what he saw.
The part of him that was a human was tyrannical because the glory he carried was taken away by the gods. The part that carried the gods walked on the path of abandoning the gods because of the loneliness that no one understood. He was originally anxious for the gods to love humans, but he walked on the path of being abandoned by the gods and hated by others.
I grieve for him, and for the first time I realize that my destiny may not be absolutely right. Such a person needed a friend, not a chain.
"Until one day, I saw a traveler from the outside world. He and Gilgamesh fought at the Tigris River, and in the end, they developed a feeling of mutual understanding, almost like comrades in arms.
At that time, two emotions suddenly surged in my heart. The first was the greed and desire of humans, and the second was a strange emotion that even Enki had never experienced before.
Suddenly, the outsider seemed to glance at me. I was bewildered, but when I looked again, I had already missed him.
Perhaps it was because of the darkness that ended everything.
This gave me an illusion. I comforted myself, but the doubt was already buried in my heart.
I wanted to go over, but Anand stopped me. The time and space of the past could not be changed. He had to wait until Gilgamesh sent out the hunters and the divine prostitutes before he could continue to advance time. Changing the time and space rashly would lead to the creation of distorted anomalies, which would affect the collapse of history.
I actually didn't want to care about this, but Anand couldn't just sit by and watch me act so willfully. Even the gods were unwilling to face the dimensional distortion restorers sent by Gaia.
I could only watch and wait gloomily for the day I was born.
What was the second feeling?
It definitely couldn't be jealousy. Yes, it couldn't be jealousy.
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