【Shine】Vital

Chapter 34

Gilgamesh frowned and held Enkidu's shoulders, and the corners of his lips pursed down to reveal his mood.

The puppet bows its head, hair covering his expression.

"I'm just a tool," he said flatly, "One day, I will definitely disappoint you..."

Gilgamesh frowned, and he tightened his jaw, almost slowly squeezing out a voice from his throat.

"Disappointed for what?"

"I will never be able to become a human being," he said in confusion, "I used to think that I... But no, I was only made for killing and war, without emotion, empty like a beast, I, I have no survival value... ...without emotion...”

"For war?" Gilgamesh snorted and stared at him arrogantly, "Enkidu, make no mistake, you were born for me!"

"...?" Enkidu slowly raised his head and looked at him with wide eyes.

Gilgamesh was delighted by his stunned look, and a arrogant and determined smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

"Understood, you appeared in this world for me, war, religion, killing, what are these things, and they are worthy of robbing you?" He said proudly, "Do you think you have no emotions? Enkidu? Laughs, rages, weeps, and so is a human—you are a human, Enkidu."

"..."

Something warm spread along with Gilgamesh's words, and an indescribable touch beat heavily on his heart.

"No value? No, I recognize you, then your existence is valuable, regarded as eternal, eternal—"

"..."

Enkidu stared at him blankly, as if his heart was wrapped in flowers and he couldn't breathe. For some reason, his throat was a little choked up.

Gilgamesh lowered his head and hugged Enkidu tightly.

"Don't be moved to cry like a little girl, Waterweed."

Enkidu tried his best to suppress the heat rushing to his eyes, hugged his firm and warm back, and retorted in a low voice.

"...not aquatic plants."

Gilgamesh patted his back and ruffled his hair.

"If they are the gods who created you, then they will be against the gods." He said calmly, "You don't need to look at other bastards."

"...Ha," Enkidu couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, he let go of Gilgamesh, and restrained himself from holding the temperature of leaving, "then you will also choose to go against the gods with me?"

"Ah, of course," he said easily, "You don't need to believe in God, it's enough to believe in me."

"That's not okay, I'm equal to you."

"That's not bad," Gilgamesh said.

He stepped forward and rummaged through the dusty documents at random, and the dust flew up with his movements.

"This," he held up the document and shook it, "Mother wants you to read it."

The bright red notes draw deep marks on the cover.

"The experiment is stopped..." Enkidu whispered, "Lady Ningsun?"

"She said to let you rest assured that from now on, you are free-you only belong to me."

"...ah, I remember, I remember," Enkidu whispered, and he brushed the dust-covered tabletop forward, "Shamut died...in front of my eyes, and then I killed everyone, God Sect people surrounded here, we confronted each other for a long time, once someone stepped into the hospital, I killed him, the long-range attack sentry was destroyed by my mental touch, they had no choice but to give up... I vaguely listened to them He said that we should not waste our combat power, so we put me in the tower, and it is best to die on the battlefield."

"You obeyed them?"

"...Yes," why do you still obey the orders of the gods?Wasn't the inertia of being a puppet released at that time?Or Schmut wishing he could live like a normal human, "I don't remember why..."

"Forget it." Gilgamesh dropped the document, "Since you already know it, don't worry about reading it. Come here, and I'll take you to a place."

Enkidu followed Gilgamesh out of the laboratory, he closed the door, and the huge, empty room finally disappeared from his life, silent and still waiting for the next opening that would never come.

They walked around from the corridor to the back garden, and there were no traces of humans. The leaves, branches, green grass and flowers grew unscrupulously, and they stretched out their bodies unceremoniously, showing their vitality.

Enkidu's eyes were stung by the suddenly falling sunlight for a moment, he squinted his eyes, his sight was attracted by the objects appearing in front of him, and he froze motionless.

The white tombstone lies quietly among the green grass and flowers. The warm sunlight caresses the stone monument. A small mound of earth is raised, and colorful flowers grow around it.

"...you are here."

Enkidu stepped forward step by step.

That woman, who has been manipulated since she was born, has no freedom at all, and is licked by dirty and coveted eyes every day, is just a puppet with thoughts.

That woman would let the puppet lean on her knees to sing for him, secretly take him out to see the ordinary and lively world, and read books for him with a smile.

That woman, who taught the puppet to be emotional, died to protect him who was just a tool at the time.

Enkidu knelt down and gently stroked the stele.

"Long time no see, Shammut...I miss you so much."

As if hearing the woman's gentle and joyful answer, he smiled.

Gilgamesh stood behind him, the shadows of mottled leaves fell around him and were blown lightly by the wind.

Enkidu didn't talk much, he said whatever came to his mind, sometimes he talked to himself to the tombstone, sometimes he was silent.

Once he speaks, the topic he speaks must be related to Gilgamesh.

"Because I don't know anything but you."

Gilgamesh later condescended to sit on the grass with Enkidu, chatting with him and the tombstone.Their hair was blown up by the wind, and the warm setting sun soothed their bodies. Even a bold white dove came to Enkidu's side to peck at the ends of his hair and gently rubbed against his waist.

They stayed by the tombstone for a long time until the sunset gradually fell.

"Let's go."

Gilgamesh beckons him.

Enkidu looked at the sky, smiled and said softly to the tombstone.

"Then, I'll see you next time."

They walked out of the hospital side by side, Enkidu took a deep breath of the cool air.

"I have to bring some flowers for Shammut next time, but she already has a lot of flowers here. Well, what should I buy?"

Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows, took out his wallet and threw him a card.

"Take it and spend it."

"...Huh?" Enkidu looked at him in astonishment.

Gilgamesh mocked unceremoniously, "Anyway, you can't be rich by the way you look. Take it, what's mine is yours."

"Yes, is it?" No one had ever shared anything with him, and Enki was at a loss, so he could only thank him in a low voice, "That's really a thank you."

Gilgamesh was not pleased with his response, "Give me thanks, Enkidu, you know I don't share things with anyone but you. - What's mine has to be totally mine , other bastards don't try to get a little bit of it."

He couldn't laugh or cry, "Thank you, I will definitely remember your kindness."

"Humph."

"..." Enkidu thought for a moment and asked, "Can I share something else with you?"

"That's right, what do you want?" Gilgamesh was very interested, and the guy who has no desire/desire actually wants something.

Enkidu pursed his lips and smiled at him, his arched brows and slightly shy cheeks made him look vivid, no different from a human being.

"……your life."

"..."

"I want to share your life, from now until the end of my life."

"..." Gilgamesh responded almost without thinking.

"I allow you, of course I allow you."

As if being wrapped in warm palms to fill up the empty heart, the blood screamed for satisfaction, Enkidu leaned forward and hugged Gilgamesh.

The setting sun merged their shadows into one, stretching them long and lingeringly, small words leaked from the ears and temples, and were blown away by the wind.

"Always, always, by your side."

"……Um."

There is no need for an end, their future is still going on.