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[gates_of_babylon]

 Is this truly the state of the world?

[Gilgamesh asked the machine while not realizing it was on, wondering if he was simply being shown a farce of the Earth. The reality of the world around him sunk in quickly, but he seemed a little disappointed. The King stood in the middle of the street, holding his tablet in one hand and visible in the corner of the screen he held a golden crown with a jeweled ring attached to the front of it.]

So few survivors left. With this artifact being the only interesting thing presented to me...

[His teeth clenched and his expression hardened.]  What a torrid vacation. The degradation of the world is no surprise, but these spoils are a disappointment. At the very least, I would have preferred to see the 'end' of civilization as it happened rather than being inclined to save it in its aftermath.

I, Gilgamesh, shall oversee this.

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[deathwarder]

[ He's certainly been called worse than ugly before, and as such the comment is just laughed off. The hideously torn face melts away in an instant, replaced by something like Gilgamesh's, convincingly human, deceptively handsome in how it shrouds his insanity in a regal cloakj. ]

Death can take whatever form that it chooses. How else would I hide in plain sight here, without an army being summoned for my head?

[ The second question is what throws him, and eyes that flicker crimson in the dark avert from the screen, trailing off towards some point unseen. ]

I obey a higher calling. So I was forged in the flames of hatred, so they must forever blaze until the time I am no longer needed... until the promised hour when twilight dawns and the world's true kings may rule.

[gates_of_babylon]

[Gilgamesh's eyes narrowed, flickering wisps of interest. Alright, so he went from ugly beast to human in an instant. Though admittedly, he would be unable to imagine that man's face. He could only think of the dragon--ugly, scarred and twisted with metal. Somehow he thought the dragon was more appealing if only because it wasn't a facade.]

An absurd notion. 'Kings'?

[deathwarder]

[ Most couldn't forget that vile monstrosity once they'd seen it. They'd made certain he wouldn't, with how deeply they'd carved the scars, mental and physical. How they'd destroyed his face, everything that was once beautiful, shattered it into nothing.

No, this man wasn't Deathwing. It was only a shell, a transparent means to a far greater end. ]

Perhaps they will grace this planet with their presence before that day comes. [ Purposely vague. He won't be tipping his hand entirely yet. ] Perhaps not. But I am pledged to carry out their will in their stead, whatever the case.

You ask what it is I expect, why it is I exist... it is to live and die in their service. For the time of my heroism has long since past.

Now, only chaos reigns.

[gates_of_babylon]

How odd. A dragon bearing such an audacious fate and duty, pledged to 'Kings'? It resembles no story I've ever heard, before.

[He has nothing much to add to it. From what he was hearing, Deathwing was dedicated to something regarded as 'fate'. He was a part of a myth not yet complete, yet fully prepared to put everything he had into it. Willing to plea with a king and look for allies.]

At the very least, you've caught my interest. To see you approach your end... For such a grandiose myth, I imagine there are few worthy to witness it.