Prolouge

It felt heavy.

The guilt in my heart tore at me, their bodies, mangled, decaying parts. It felt surreal, maybe what if this wasn't real, just a figment of one's imagination?

Coincidentally it started to rain, right upon the destroyed buildings of...Uruk. My City, my people, my empire. The so-called haven equalling heaven is now destroyed. Ironic some would say. The white shirt that lay on my body, was now red with blood. Blood red like my eyes, full of hatred, heart full of malice.

Why be sad, filled with dread, why feel like shit, it's not my fault is it. IS IT?

It's not my fault they besieged my city, I wasn't the one that killed all those people, and I wasn't the reason they all died. It was all of them.

I looked down at my hands, scarred from countless battles. My hands trembled for I knew what stood in front of me. I lay on my knees, my eyes closed. Ready for my incoming faith, maybe...maybe if I stayed

Then I heard the voice

"Over the millions of eons that I have existed, I have seen heroes cower in fear, witches turned saints, and suns into atoms, yet after all the death that pursued, they still fear me, they still loathe even the thought of me, I have lived a million of humans gods' lifetimes and yet you DARE TO DEFY MY WRATH!?"

The voice was deep, filled with anger, deceit, and disgust. It was powerful and primal, condescending with a tone that made your heart stop in its tracks

"You shall know no mercy, no god, devil, or hero will save you, I will scorch this land of Uruk, tear the happiness out piece by piece, and make you watch as I consume the hope from your world. May your paltry people hate you and kill you through the 7 hells I raise as I take every bit of light away.

"May you know my name as mercy, know that Yūhabahha, the all father, the one you would call, THE END? Rise, and meet your fate with whatever honor you insist you have. Farewell."

*DOOOOOM*

I gritted my teeth as I forcibly rose to my feet, resisting the tons of pressure upon my body. I was wrong, it was my fault, maybe I am the reason they all died. It was simple I can't believe I hadn't thought of this.

As the idea came to mind I smiled, my heart filled with happiness.

"Fuck all that ywach. It's simple you guys slaughtered my people, razed down my city, and brought me to my knees. I have to get back it's non-negotiable it's not even debatable."

Sternritter K

The King.

Suddenly the environment shook, and the buildings turned to dust as the embers and flames around the now-ruined city were extinguished. There was no sound, then a bell was heard.

*Ding*

"That is the sound of our deaths," I said, my voice hoarse from the lack of water.

In front of me stood a dozen people, each wearing a white outfit. With a man in front of the group with a giant mustache wielding a blade of blue reiatsu.

*BOOOM*

Suddenly portals started to appear everywhere aiming at the group itself, the portals each golden brimming with energy.

Although each member of the group wore a mask underneath them they all had worried looks on their faces.

However the man...Ywach, who stood in the front of the group had a neutral look on his face.

'I never bestowed this power upon him...K...you are worrisome'

Instantly before a word could be said the group was bombarded by weapons of all shapes and sizes, and explosions could be heard.

K rushed away, his golden hair fluttering in his face. All this was merely a distraction, if he wanted to get back he needed to escape this place, this wasn't a place to be right now, it may have been his home before but it isn't anymore

Suddenly a black mirror-like gateway appeared in front of him and he rushed into it.

Appearing on the other side he looked around frantically. He was too injured right now, he couldn't afford unfavorable circumstances.

Around him was sand as far as the eye could see. He felt the spiritual energy within the air..it was different.

This was the kingdom of the Hollows. Hueco Mundo.

He dropped to his knees on the floor knowing he had temporary safety.

The Quincy.

A group of humans with the ability to control spiritual energy to manipulate were now at war with every single faction.

They were a militaristic nightmare. They were on the verge of winning when I defected, the war wasn't for me, and the unsensible killings, all over power were not my cup of tea, instead, I opted to form a city, a haven for humans from the war, as they were seen as mere collaterals in the supernatural brawl.

It was called Uruk, settled within the fertile crescent, an ancient land that was rich in spiritual energy. Within it I was able to grow my city, however at the end of the day I was still Sternritter K, I had a duty that I had abandoned, and I knew the day would come when they would claim me.

To the humans, I was a demi-god. They called me Gilgamesh, the son of the Gods. I saw it fitting, over time I was accustomed to the status....till today.

Ywach was unforgiving in his conquest, he truly embodied the meaning of a tyrant, he did not hold on, he slaughtered the million that lived within my walls, the haven I had promised.

I held my own with 2 of the sternritters but they never believed in fair 1v1's anyway, and I proceeded to get jumped by all of them, beaten into submission. However I had forgotten, I had gotten rusty, the power I possed, that's what he feared, he did not want to recruit me back, he wanted me dead.

After all two Kings cannot coexist, one a tyrant and the other passive. I see it now.

As I sullied over previous events, there was another crack in space in front of me, and out stepped Ywach and the other Sternritters, their auras unleashed to the maximum, alerting all in Hueco Mundo.

'Well if I am going to die...I should go out in a fitting fashion

I swept my gold hair back. I unleashed my aura as well, which suppressed all except Ywach. A golden portal appeared beside my right hand and out came a sword. It had a unique look, it had serrated edges, his body white on one side and red on the other. It brimmed with an aura.

Some might recognize it and call it...

"Broken War"

"Behold Uruk, city of wonders" Like an artist painting upon the canvas of the real world, a city built of spiritual power surrounded everyone. Suddenly they felt like some of their power was being seeped away...and being directly siphoned to Gilgamesh.

Then they felt nausea, followed by dizziness, and multiple weaknesses being attached to their body.

Suddenly like before golden portals appeared aimed at them all.

Gilgamesh rushed out as the portals started spitting our weaponry toward them. They were bombarded as he closed in on them and started slashing, he hit them one after the other but they weren't idle either.

Teleporting around each of them attacked Gilgamesh from different angles, ripping away his upper wear revealing red lines etched into his skin. However, it seemed with each connection with an enemy Gilgamesh's sword grew sharper. Did more damage

It hit one person

1x Damage

Hit another

1.5x Damage

Hit a third

2x Damage.

Slowly the enemy started to avoid his swinging blade opting to bombard him with balls of spiritual pressure however the portals forced chains to intercept the attack, exploding it before it touched Gilgamesh's body.

As the brawl went on Ywach barely watched, seeing as his subordinates couldn't kill Gilgamesh off.

'It is the same result, they can't injure him without me. Gilgamesh, if I didn't know you're peculiar human past I would've thought you to be a reincarnated part of Father'

Suddenly everyone felt a suffocating aura as a Skeleton appeared before them.

It wore a purple robe with a crown upon its skeleton head. It helped a sytche within its skeleton claws, its eyes were hollow. Then it spoke

"Retreat from my land Quincy, or I will take this as a direct attack upon Hueco Mundo" As it spoke several other Hollows began to appear on the scene. They each possed a vicious aura. The Quincy were outnumbered.

Ywach opened his mouth and spoke a warning

"Baragan...your time will come after we are done with the pestful soul reapers, and when it does, I will crush and rebuild this filthy place"

"Amen...Amen" Echoed the sternritter. Ywachs words were that of the Almighty. However, as those words left his mouth he disappeared.

Gilgamesh collapsed to the floor with heavy breathing. He had to keep up a facade that the battle wasn't wearing him out but the use of his power caused a lot of damage internally and if the fight dragged on...he would have lost.

Baragan then spoke

"Rise, Quincy...you will be taken as a prisoner of war Ywachs declaration of war upon us shall not be taken likely...we need you for...experiments"