Chapter 7 The King and the Lock

The vast land and sky, and the huge city standing in the distance.

This is the first scene it saw when it was born.

For those who see it for the first time, it should be a very shocking and memorable scene, right?

Unfortunately, at this time, it does not have the rationality to appreciate this beautiful scenery.

It has no soul.

As such, it can only obey the wildness and run between the wilderness and the forest like many wild beasts.

It can feel that in the direction of the distant city, there is something or some existence calling it.

It can feel that the existence needs it.

However, it has no way to respond now.

At this moment, a woman appeared in front of it.

Perhaps she was sent by the great existence that created it, or she just happened to pass by here.

At this time, it can't judge.

It doesn't matter what.

The first time it saw a life with intelligence, it began to imitate her.

Gradually, it learned wisdom and reason, and understood the truth of heaven and earth on its own.

A soul was born in its body.

She knew the identity of the woman, who was a messenger sent by the gods to make her complete.

She imitated the appearance of the prostitute and shaped her own body.

She knew shame and put on clothes.

"Enkidu."

For the first time since birth, it… no, it should be said that she herself murmured the name she was given.

Enkidu looked at the city-state that was still standing.

She was quite clear about her mission and her duties.

To punish the king who did not obey the responsibility of the 'wedge'.

This was the meaning of her existence, the reason why she was created as a weapon and a 'lock'.

…It should have been like this.

However, Enkidu listened to the calls that continued to come from the city.

Such calls were not from one person to another, but from the pull of the soul itself.

Enkidu could clearly feel the other person's existence.

The King of Uruk… Ophis.

For the first time, she felt the emotion called 'curiosity'.

She wanted to explore why this pull existed, and what kind of existence was Ophis who did not obey the commandments of God?

With this idea in mind, she ran towards the city-state called Uruk at the speed of a meteor.

She was created by the gods and had the best abilities and skills. With these, she easily entered the hall without alarming anyone else and came behind the king who had his back to the gate.

Unlike others, the king had already noticed her presence, but he did not seem to be surprised by her arrival. He just turned around calmly.

When he first saw the king's face, Enkidu was not attracted by the exquisite face that was comparable to her own, but instead focused his attention on the pair of silver-gray eyes.

Clear───but soulless.

───This person is probably even simpler than himself when he was just born?

Such a thought came to Enkidu's mind.

All this time, no one guided him, but he kept looking at the unreachable target and constantly reaching out to try to grasp it, immersed in his own world...

Lonely existence.

Why is it so lonely?

Enkidu can probably guess it.

Enkidu couldn't tell what kind of life Ophis was, but she knew that the answer was definitely not human or god.

She had divinity, but not as good as a real god, and she couldn't see any human nature at all.

She was neither human nor god, living in this world dominated by humans and gods.

In addition, the goal hidden in her eyes was denied by herself.

She was already far away from everyone, and was pursuing something even farther away.

There was no one around her.

There must be no life that could understand this girl.

In this case...

Enkidu lowered his body slightly.

This was the preparatory posture that many beasts would take before hunting or fighting.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Looking at Enkidu like this, Ophis tilted her head.

It was a cold and lonely voice.

─── She knew it very well.

Seeing that Enkidu still maintained his posture, as if he had tacitly agreed to her question, Ophis shook his head.

"I can't understand. But, you, can't kill me."

───This person, perhaps, is out of reach for me.

But...

Just like this lonely girl wants to pursue a goal that she thinks is impossible to achieve, she also wants to try to reach out and chase...

With this feeling, Enkidu launched an attack on Ophis.

Knowing that the opponent's attack has no effect on her, Ophis' personality would probably just ignore the opponent in this situation, right?

But even she herself doesn't know why, she can't be indifferent to this existence.

But in this hall, even Ophis would not use his magic cannon to crush the theory and cause great damage.

Rarely moving her body, Ophis recalled the many martial arts in her knowledge with difficulty, and waved her hands clumsily to resist Enkidu's attack.

Unlike Enkidu's current holy and beautiful appearance, her fighting style is like that of a wild beast.

Even so, it is still a skill passed down by the gods, and it is definitely not something that Ophis, who is not good at close combat... In fact, it can be said that he can hardly fight except for bursting energy, can deal with.

Being suppressed and beaten all the time, even Ophis felt a little irritated, so he took out two long swords from the treasure house, hoping to turn the tide with the advantage of weapons.

Facts have proved that the difference in strength between the two sides in close combat cannot be made up by changing from swinging fists to swinging two swords.

Although Ophis was crushed in the battle, Enkidu was actually unable to cause any wounds to Ophis.

───That's not right, the wound was indeed caused, but not even a little blood was sprayed out, and the wound itself would disappear and recover in just a few seconds.

During the battle, Ophis also constantly integrated the knowledge in his mind, and then relied on the physical fitness of the dragon species that was far superior to that of the opponent to gradually improve the situation.

But Enkidu obviously didn't intend to let Ophis off so easily.

She turned into mud, and then turned into countless sharp swords, spears, shields and beasts, and launched a fierce attack on Ophis.

In response to the storm-like attack, Ophis could only project the treasures he had been collecting.

A battle lasted for several days.

Finally, Enkidu used up almost all of his mud, and even lost the clothes that symbolized the beginning of wisdom and shame to cover his body and lay on the ground.

This must be quite embarrassing, right?

Enkidu smiled bitterly.

Holding her last sword, Ophis used energy to repair her clothes, walked to Enkidu's side and looked down at her.

For the infinite Ophis, the physical consumption these days was meaningless. For her, there were other problems that were more worthy of attention.

"Why?"

She asked.

Is he asking why he attacked her? No, he is not someone who cares about such things.

Then, is he asking why he fought so hard?

Enkidu thought.

"Ah... I don't know..."

Keeping a light smile, Enkidu responded gently, as if he didn't care about his miserable state at all.

"But... seeing you like this, I always feel... a little distressed... I always think, if I could stay with you... like this..."

Ophis' eyes flickered, and in the end he did not swing the sword, but turned around and walked a few steps before sitting down.

Although the process and the characters have changed a lot, in the end, the fate of the 'king' and the 'lock' still intersects.

And this encounter also completely changed the future direction of Ophis.

(End of this chapter)