The End of a Star

"Hmm, I'm neither the first nor the last to come from a different timeline than my origin. If you plan to safeguard your future, you must consider that others who have lost their loved ones will try to reclaim them in a different timeline," said Aligor as his body shrank to that of a normal human.

Aligor watched as his hand crumbled, murmuring, "I have traveled among countless timelines created by such small movements in events that it's hard to notice, but they are definitely all different. You don't exist in any of them; therefore, you are a unique existence that shines only in this timeline."

"If you lose something, you won't be able to recover it even if you defeat all your enemies and are crowned as a God in this world. No matter how many you kill, you'll know that what you lost will never return. Seize this second chance, live for thousands of years, and see how the world constantly changes. My only wish was to live much longer, dedicating my time to things so small that they seemed endless."

Gilgamesh felt no pity for his enemy; instead, several golden ripples appeared behind him, aiming long spears at Aligor. His intention was to kill him, faster rather than slower, as quickly as possible.

In this life, one rarely has the chance to die with dignity, in silence and tranquility. Painless deaths are a gift; Morris may be subject to other factors while asleep, but it's much better than doing so awake.

The endless darkness of death is something Gilgamesh felt; he still vividly remembers how, at that moment, he felt the darkness. They were past experiences, but he felt it enveloping him naturally, as if it were a gift.

"You have to rest. If you're lucky, life will give you another chance, and you can live forever," Gilgamesh looked at Aligor with a different expression.

At this moment, he no longer felt repulsion for Aligor, who did everything possible to live eternally and achieve supremacy through different methods. The only thing he felt was a certain pity because it reminded him of his past self, that insane desire to live forever.

But now, thinking differently, he believes that immortality is not simply living longer than others but being eternal with existence itself, which will eventually cease to function.

A star that will shine in the darkness until the end of time, a being that will be one with the world, the galaxy, and life. Who could be sure whether immortality is a gift or a curse?

Aligor, who seemed to be in a dream, asked with a deep voice, "Do you think I could have the same chance as you?"

Gilgamesh remained silent for a few seconds, thought about it, and said, "I died with dignity in my past life; nowadays, I have a good life, and I'm grateful for that. But I won't lie to say that I didn't want to live longer. I had an unparalleled ending, so I felt it was time to leave."

"Everyone lives life in their own way; that's called feeling life and staying focused on goals that you feel are worthwhile. That's why you should live for yourself, do things you enjoy because we don't know if we'll have a new opportunity after death."

After saying that, Gilgamesh waved his hand, and a dozen swords shot towards Aligor at a terrifying speed. Each sword pierced Aligor's body, leaving him in complete silence, contemplating how his life slipped away.

"If you truly want to do things differently, you could start by thinking about not living just for yourself but also for someone special. It's true I mentioned living solely for yourself, but it's not bad sometimes to consider dedicating your life in the company of someone else; that truly helps," said Gilgamesh as he extended his hand, and a golden aura enveloped Aligor's body.

"Thank you," murmured Aligor as he closed his eyes very slowly. He felt no pain or guilt at his death; he simply believed he could have done better, like anyone else in his situation.

Gilgamesh, who had granted a bit of his divinity to Aligor, simply smiled; this was all he could do for someone like him. If he's lucky, he'll adore reincarnating into a new life.

"At least I hope you have better luck; dying this way is not really pleasant," Gilgamesh finally saw Aligor's body disintegrate in the air, leaving nothing.

His existence was a clear violation of this timeline; he couldn't live long if he reached a different timeline, but miraculously, he had achieved it with numerous dark methods.

Magic is not subject to rules; one can invent new ways to use it, completely ignoring the laws of the world and its existence. This shows that one could even violate the rules of a God, going much further.

...

Outside the portal, Eris and Roxy silently watched the place they were forbidden to enter. Both had decided not to accompany Gilgamesh, although in a way, they wanted to help him more and more.

But they understood perfectly that there were occasions when they had to stay behind, watching their man fight, precisely because they were still very weak.

If in the future they can live 500 more years, they were sure to achieve unmatched strength in the world.

"Just wait..."