Becoming Enkidu in DxD

Chapter 391: Kingu Arrives in Uruk!

Chapter 43: Kingu Arrives in Uruk!

The Blood Fort—the lair of the Mother of Demonic Beasts, the Goddess Gorgon.

The site had been transformed into a massive factory, churning out Demonic Beasts at every moment. As an Avenger, she drew upon the hatred and resentment of humanity. While she was a natural magnet for hostility, any negative emotions directed at her were instantly converted into raw power. Thanks to her Class Skill, Self-Restoration, her magical energy would flow endlessly until her revenge was complete.

To the current Gorgon, humans were nothing more than objects of vengeance. She would go to any lengths to destroy them, even if it meant bearing the false name of "Tiamat" and hiding her true identity.

"What is this feeling...? A ’true friend,’ huh? It’s different from what I feel for Big Brother."

Deep within the Blood Fort, surrounded by giant cocoons pulsing with developing Demonic Beast embryos, Kingu pondered. Once these embryos finished gestating, they would emerge as fully grown monsters ready for war.

Ever since Akira helped her gain a new lease on life, the memories of this "vessel" had begun to merge with her consciousness bit by bit. She was gradually gaining full control over this body, and the memories and emotions contained within were becoming her own.

Unlike the original timeline, where Kingu was tormented by these inherited memories, she now viewed them from a detached, third-person perspective—like a member of an audience watching a play. Yet, that detachment only fueled her curiosity regarding her "friend" from the past: the King of Uruk, the Wedge of Heaven, Gilgamesh.

Suddenly, a heavy rumble echoed through the depths of the fort as a massive figure slowly stirred. Gorgon, the Goddess of Demonic Beasts and the Goddess of Vengeance, was waking once more.

"Kingu... my child..."

The first thing she did upon waking was call for Kingu. For the current Gorgon, Kingu was the only being she felt she could truly trust.

"Mother, is something the matter?"

When Kingu arrived, now in her female form, Gorgon felt a strange sense of closeness to her—closer than she had felt before. Perhaps it was a natural affinity between women, but the sight of Kingu now left a better impression.

"I can feel it. On the surface, the Demonic Beasts are dying in massive numbers. Go and investigate what is happening."

"I understand, Mother."

Without another word, Kingu turned and departed. In her eyes, Gorgon was now merely a pawn. With Akira’s appearance, her world now revolved around her "Big Brother." Since Akira viewed Gorgon as little more than an "alarm clock," Kingu’s own attitude had begun to shift in secret.

"The Demonic Beasts are dying... Is Uruk finally launching a large-scale purge? No, that’s impossible. Uruk is currently using everything it has just to survive; they shouldn’t have the strength to counterattack."

Kingu was genuinely puzzled. For the past six months, the human population across Mesopotamia had dwindled under the relentless hunt of the Demonic Beasts. The only significant pockets of humanity left were the citizens of Uruk and a group residing deep within the dense forests. Scattered survivors were almost non-existent; the Demonic Beasts didn’t follow logic—if it lived, it was a target.

"In that case... I shall go to the city of Uruk."

For some reason, Kingu felt a sudden, inexplicable urge to go there. It was a strange thought, considering that since the moment she gained consciousness, Uruk had been her sworn enemy. Even now, she was technically the one using the name "Enkidu" to lead the monsters in destroying several cities. Heading to Uruk now was no different than walking straight into the enemy’s headquarters.

At the same time, at the Northern Wall of Uruk—the front line of the war against the Demonic Beasts—a figure was moving with blurred speed. It was a young girl wielding a massive shield. A swarm of Demonic Beasts lunged at her from all sides, only to be systematically cut down and crushed.

"Merlin-san, is this really okay?"

Watching Mash fight so desperately on the front lines, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt.

"Don’t worry, it’ll be fine. If you want to earn King Gilgamesh’s recognition, you have to prove your worth. The Northern Wall is the best place to build up your reputation."

"But that King already..."

"Don’t let it get to you; he was just being emotional. Fujimaru, the real reason the King was angry wasn’t because of who Shin Akira is, but rather what he is."

"What he is? What does that mean?"

"The Chains of Heaven."

"The Chains of Heaven?" Ritsuka frowned, not quite grasping the significance.

「 Wait a minute, Merlin, are you joking? | Romani’s voice crackled through the comms. | How could that man be the Chains of Heaven? That’s a Divine Construct created by the gods themselves! 」

"This is no joke, Romani. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. He is the genuine Chains of Heaven."

「 Could he be... a Chains of Heaven from another world? 」

"Who knows? But King Gilgamesh seems to think so. After all, Alternate Versions from other worlds do exist."

「 If that’s the case, then it makes sense. To that King, the meaning behind the Chains of Heaven is very clear. 」

"Therefore, it’s best if you two stay away from King Gilgamesh for a while," Merlin advised. "Besides, Uruk is in a critical state, and your strength as Chaldeans is a vital asset to the city."

「 I suppose that’s our only option for now. 」

An uneasy agreement was reached, but Ritsuka still felt a lingering doubt. Would that temperamental King ever truly accept them? He suddenly remembered Shin Akira’s face, and his mood soured instantly.

Swoosh—

High above in the sky, a emerald-green blur streaked past in an instant. No one on the ground noticed, not even the "useless" magus Merlin. His head was currently filled with schemes on how to bridge the gap between Gilgamesh and Ritsuka.

Merlin was the only one who truly understood the horror looming over this world. The "Mother" whom he had put into a deep sleep through hypnosis would eventually wake. When that time came, it would spell catastrophe for the entire world. Both Fujimaru Ritsuka and King Gilgamesh were essential players who could not be absent when that disaster struck.

Now, with a rift forming between them, the world risked total destruction when the Sea of Genesis finally arrived.

Meanwhile, atop the Ziggurat, Gilgamesh was busy processing government affairs using clay tablets when he suddenly snapped his head up. A magical energy that felt both hauntingly familiar and strangely foreign had appeared in Uruk—and it was approaching him at high speed.

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