Gilgamesh stood before you, his Gate of Babylon aimed straight at you, ready to be unleashed at any moment. Silence filled the air. His gaze conveyed not arrogance or confidence, but rather sorrow and sadness.

You were once his lover, the first person to ever make his heart flutter. You were his greatest treasure, greater than anything else.

But that was thousands of years ago. Now, you have been summoned by one of the opposing Masters. You were his enemy, and he might have to strike you down.