It Has Been Too Long

[Gilgamesh]

Gilgamesh’s hand tentatively reached out for the blue portal, it had been quite some time since he had used one of these. The blue filling of the portal ebbed and flowed like the ocean, mesmerizing him. Firmly inserting his hand into the portal, everything went black. Gil was lost in a timeless and spaceless void for a second before having his feet gently touch the ground.

A great smile cracked on his face and his heart felt as light as a feather. Everything around him was unbelievably and blindingly white. Oh god he was never so happy to see such barren and monochromatic surroundings. His breaths no longer filled his lungs with searing ash and his feet weren’t constantly being scalded by the burning floor. He began to take a few steps forward, enjoying his renewed life as a free man.

His happy reunion with the Nexus was short lived as cold steel pressed against the fleshy part of his neck. The blade’s tip danced around the King’s neck, slightly pricking him. A droplet of the King’s blood slowly dripped and collected onto the blade. An all to familiar voice spoke with a coy smugness that infuriated Gilgamesh.

“So that is an interesting body you have got there, where did you steal it from ?”

Gil let out a deep, frustrated sigh before condemning his attacker, “You have some gall to call me an impersonator, mongrel.”