The Worst Kingslayer

[Gilgamesh]

*Clang* *Clang*

Eudocia turned her head to see that the bell on top of the Tavern began to ring. Her keen eyesight saw the face of a panicked person as he desperately rung the bell before he opened the hatch and dove inside the shelter of the Tavern. She was taking a stroll across the town...she definitely didn’t want to get yelled at again like last time. It’s not her fault she got hungry and those Barbarians were selfish. She pouted for a second before realizing that the bell had been rung and she was needed. She got up and sprinted towards the location, she would not disappoint her King again...especially after how perfect his Kingdom turned out to be...She wasn’t tormented, she wasn’t judged her, she was accepted and she needed to protect his people.

She ran over to the bell as fast as she could and for once the town was dead quiet. Not a soul in sight. Something bad must have spooked the townies. She came into sight of the thing and for a second her heart dropped. There was a man in all white with something over his face...was this a Stormtrooper. He was a weird looking one though...Her furry ears twitched in anxiety as she stared down the man in front of her. An animalistic growl came from her throat in an attempt to intimidate the oncomer. “If you wish to leave Stormtrooper, I would do so now.”

She squee’d in her head. That was super cool and badass! Her King would be proud. Her eyes began to trail off until she realized where she was. She brought her eyes back down towards the bad man who was in front of her. As she started to think, this man seemed pretty tasty, the meat on his bones would end her hunger for the rest of the day. She grinned as the man, looking confused continued to walk forward.

“This is the home of that Gold Guy...right? Storm-trooper? I don’t think you understand.” The man began to walk forward before Eudocia growled and he brought up his sword in a defensive manner.

“Stop trying to hurt my King. Just tell your boss to leave us alone!” Her eyes narrowed down as the warrior began to raise his eyebrows in confusion. However, she could not bring herself to understand his confusion and brandished her claws before leaping towards him.

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Gilgamesh was sitting in the lavish living room in his Golden Throne, leaning against his armrest lazily looking around his grandiose room. The velvet padding on the throne was so comfy and he just sank into it. Man was his life great, two new primes here to join up in his kingdom. Oh how great his plans were coming together and he was no longer the weakling that everyone made fun of but the proud ruler was now powerful. Oh how great it was to be King.

Speaking of that new prime...what was he up to. He knows Crona is here to try and kill him...luckily the King was in a humorous mood to forgive him and offer him to join. However, that new one...he provided him medical attention but what was his story. He had to be wary with that one. Anos walked in with a silver platter of orderves and offered one to the King as he lay there on the chair. The King took one of the deviled eggs and munched on it while thinking of a way to make them on their side. The old man was about to leave the room before Gilgamesh spoke.

“Anos, send the other servants over to the two. I feel as if they need to be...persuaded to stay...by experience the pleasures of serving me. Once Gilgamesh had enough followers he wouldn’t need to do this but since they are the first of value...the should be coaxed into completely serving the King.

“Yes my King.” Anos bowed before leaving the room to go do the King’s bidding. Gilgamesh slumped further back into his comfortable chair and he closed his eyes for a minute. His lunch sitting well with his desire to take a small nap. The fireplace crackling in the heath, the toasty warmness of his Palace. Oh how he enjoyed life’s pleasures. His eyes heavily slumped down until he was asleep.

Consciousness was kind to him. The King stretched out his arms with a yawn and got up, scratching his matted hair. He looked around to see the stained glass of his glorious figure in good shape, his people worshiped him like they should have. He frowned for a second...man he wishes his worthy citizens were here again. He sighed and exited the luxurious room into a long, stretching hallway with such pretty windows in front of him. He saw the red sun glimmering with it’s heat sink down into earth. The universe was proving itself to him that he was the first of all things in the universe and that things should bend to his will. He saw Anos walk down the hall furiously with his book and he passed the King without a hello. Gilgamesh saw the servant realize his mistake as he backtracked to the King to greet him, as he should.

“Hello my King, everything is being taken cared of.” His voice had a hint of hurriedness in it.

“Oh? What is there to be attended to? Gilgamesh raised his eyebrow in a mixture of curiosity and his lack of patience.

“Oh yes I had the other servants give the primes a massage and currently they are taking them to the sauna.” Anos’ face looked worried as if he was hiding something...and the King didn’t like secrets hid from him. He took another step towards Anos and pressed his face closer to his peering into his eyes.

“What else is going on Anos? You know I hate being lied to. Anos nervously backed up against the glass where he chuckled a bit.

“Well uhh...you see my King we have a bit of a problem. Your pet is taking care of it though... You see...A Stormtrooper has made his way here-”

“WHAT!?” The King’s face turned into anger and rage as his fist slammed into the wall next to him. How could this have happened under the his nose? His rage filled glare turned to Anos as he sheepishly gave the King a reassuring smile.

“However, your majesty, the situation is under control by your pet. We will have the Stromtrooper taken care of within an hour and have the man ready for questioning and torture once the lion has neutralized it.”

Gilgamesh continued to peer into Anos’ eyes before backing off slowly and rubbing the bruise that had come from smashing his fist into a wall. “Ah yes, well make sure it’s fixed and taken care of by the morning. I do not wish to interrogate the man myself. Make sure you ask him as many questions as possible before feeding him to my pet.” The King walked off to the other end of the room as Anos continued to speak.

“Yes sire.”