Abandoning the Will to Fight

From the first moment my eyes met Gilgamesh's, the reality of my own limitations became apparent. He, an extraordinary being, wielder of a skill that surpassed all human logic. I, on the other hand, was a mere mortal, vulnerable and aware of my insignificance compared to the magnificence embodied by that individual.

The notion of challenging Gilgamesh, of confronting him with the intention of taking his life, rooted itself in my mind like a seed of fear. A seed that quickly germinated, weaving its roots into the deepest corners of my being. It was a visceral fear, an apprehension I couldn't ignore. It wasn't just about the difference in skills or power but the innate understanding that I was dealing with the personification of the exceptional.

The impossibility of overcoming Gilgamesh loomed over me like an ominous shadow. My human nature, with all its limitations, became evident in every thought I dedicated to facing him. How could an ordinary being aspire to defeat the most extraordinary being existence had ever known?

As I reflected on the folly of my own aspirations, fear grew. It wasn't just fear of defeat, but the certainty that my attempt was an act of madness. Gilgamesh had not inflicted any harm on me; there was no reason for our fates to intertwine in this way. Yet, the idea of challenging him, of measuring myself against him, became increasingly paralyzing.

Thus, at the crossroads between my desire to face an extraordinary being and the harsh reality of my own humanity, I found myself trapped in a spiral of fear and doubt. Gilgamesh's shadow hung over me, reminding me of my fragile position in a world where greatness was personified in one who, without even trying, was already superior to everything known.

"It's impossible..." Rudeus muttered these words before waking up. He looked around and, realizing he was okay, sighed.

What had happened?

The last thing he remembered was a man piercing through his chest. Perhaps he knew more about Hitogami than he thought, and the idea of believing he had made a wrong choice by following his advice, even though they were the best choices he could make.

"Are you awake?"

At that moment, a female voice made Rudeus sit up abruptly in bed and turn his head to the side. There he saw his dear teacher, who had believed much more than he would have imagined.

"Teacher Roxy..."

Roxy sat on the side of Rudeus and said, "It was lucky that I found you in that place. What were you thinking, telling someone else about who visits you in your dreams?"

"I just..." Rudeus didn't know how to respond. He was happy that someone else knew about the being that visits him in his dreams, but he never expected it to be an enemy.

"Hitogami is an evil god. Now he can't see what you do because you're in the Asura realm, so everything that happens within these lands is beyond that god's reach. Now tell me, what did he ask of you?" Roxy asked, looking at Rudeus with a serious expression.

"He asked me to..." Rudeus stopped at the next moment. As far as he knew, Roxy was now with Gilgamesh, so mentioning anything inappropriate could cause misunderstandings.

"He asked you to kill him, right?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Roxy shook her head and said, "It's not a surprise. I suppose he brainwashed you like many fools around the world, so appeasing Gilgamesh to let this pass... However, Rudeus, remember that you have much more to lose than just your life."

"Yes, Teacher Roxy."

Roxy stood up, and before leaving the room, she said, "Soon, Hitogami will die. You should visit your father, who is on his way."

After saying that, Roxy left the room, leaving Rudeus with many more thoughts to work on than he initially believed.