Hiss~ Where on earth am I?
Is this still Kusha?
Opening his eyes again, what came into view was not the familiar ceiling.
Well, this place doesn’t even have a ceiling.
Doros slowly stood up from the cold ground and looked around.
Looking at the environment before him, a bad thought gradually rose in his mind, and it became increasingly certain.
The sky of the Underworld was dim; the only light source seemed to be the eerie blue ghost fire floating in the air, wandering above and trailing streaks of light.
In the distance, the undulating rocky mountains lay on the surface like the jagged spines of strange beasts.
There was not a trace of life to be seen anywhere, or perhaps, the Underworld did not allow the existence of life; not even a single flower was permitted.
Could it be that he was already dead?
Recalling the scene before he fainted, the corners of Doros’s mouth twitched slightly.
It would be fine if it didn’t get out, but if it did…
Being stuffed to death…
that was even more ridiculous than dying from overwork.
If Gilgamesh found out, who knows how much he would laugh at him.
Thinking of that scene, which was comparable to hell, Doros shook his head vigorously and then pinched his arm hard, immediately wincing in pain.
He felt pain, so it seemed he was still alive.
But why was he still okay?
According to the rules of the Underworld, living beings were not allowed to exist, and even those who strayed in would quickly perish due to the rules of the Underworld.
He stood there thinking for a moment, but still had no clue.
Doros simply stopped thinking and started exploring forward, trying to see if he could find some kind of exit.
It had to be said that the Underworld was not only desolate but also incredibly vast.
After wandering aimlessly for the better part of a day, Doros began to suspect that he was lost; the surrounding environment seemed to have never changed.
Hmm?
Just as Doros was about to give up aimlessly wandering and prepare to try his luck on the spot to see if a Garula Spirit or something would come and take him away, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
This feeling…
it seemed he had felt it a long time ago. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
When exactly was it?
Suddenly, he raised his head.
As if remembering something, Doros clapped his hands and muttered to himself: “Isn’t this the same feeling as when I received the Blessing from Goddess Ereshkigal at the temple back then?”
“Could it be that Goddess Ereshkigal likes me so much that she specially dragged me down to the Underworld to meet me in person?”
While speaking, Doros’s gaze couldn’t help but drift slightly toward the huge skull in the distance that was half-hidden by rocks.
Hidden quite well; please continue to do so next time.
In the distance.
Watching the boy standing there, Ereshkigal, who had transformed into the appearance of a huge skull, couldn’t help but feel a trace of doubt.
She had been observing Doros here for a long time.
After sensing the sudden appearance of a living person’s aura in the Underworld, she had rushed over, wanting to bestow a Blessing upon the owner of this aura and then send this ‘lucky fellow’ who had strayed into the Underworld away.
After all, without the Blessing from the Goddess of the Underworld, these rules, which could even suppress the Goddess of Creation, were no joke.
However, after arriving and seeing who it was, Ereshkigal breathed a sigh of relief.
For some reason, she hid not far away and began to observe (spy on) Doros.
However, she watched as Doros’s expression changed from confusion to disbelief, and now to an expression of having accepted reality.
But why was he wandering aimlessly in one spot?
Just as Ereshkigal was watching Doros thinking, she heard a shocking sentence ring in her ears.
“Could it be that Goddess Ereshkigal likes me so much that she specially dragged me down to the Underworld to meet me in person?”
“L…
Likes?
Me?”
Looking at Doros’s expression in the distance that didn’t seem fake, Ereshkigal, not knowing what she had misunderstood, actually revealed a hint of human-like shyness on the face of the huge skull.
Even though we haven’t even had our first official meeting yet, he says he likes me…
Isn’t this too fast?
Should I agree to him?
But if I agree just like that, wouldn’t it make me seem too easy?
Although, the time I’ve spent by his side in the guise of ‘Iga’ hasn’t been short either.
And then, she collapsed.
The intention behind Doros saying this was just to see if he could lure Ereshkigal out.
As for the words that seemed to offend the gods, Doros figured that since Eresh was so cute, she certainly wouldn’t mind.
However, watching the huge skull in the distance twisting and turning for some reason, and then with a ‘Bang!’, the entire body collapsed there, kicking up a cloud of dust, Doros opened his mouth in a daze, wanting to say something, but in the end, he didn’t say anything.
He hurried toward the place where Ereshkigal had fallen.
Waving away the dust that had been kicked up, Doros felt somewhat excited and shy in his heart.
It was finally time to meet in person.
Unlike the feeling of facing a 2D character in his previous life, this was a living, breathing person…
a god.
As a human silhouette gradually appeared in his view, Doros couldn’t help but hold his breath for a beat.
He saw that Ereshkigal, having dispersed her skull form, was standing there, trying to appear calm.
However, if one ignored the faint blush on her face, she seemed no different from a god waiting to be met.
Looking at Ereshkigal standing prettily before him, Doros couldn’t help but blurt out: “So beautiful…”
Beautiful.
This was Doros’s first thought upon seeing Ereshkigal.
It was a similar appearance to what he knew from his past life, but in person, she was even more beautiful than what was displayed in 2D, allowing for a more careful appreciation.
Ereshkigal’s beauty was the beauty of long-endured frost, a beauty that unconsciously displayed a coldness like moonlight.
A crown woven from obsidian pressed down on her bangs, and her long golden hair cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of flowing gold, every strand of hair refracting a faint gleam.
That pale skin, which had rarely been touched by the sun, did not display the weakness that such a complexion should have.
It was more like warm, smooth white jade; although one could see the coldness on the surface, one could faintly feel the warmth radiating from beneath the skin.
There were no flashy decorations, only a pair of black earrings dangling from her ears.
The faint blush that had not yet faded from her face and her eyes, which were forcing themselves to be calm, gave her an entirely different feeling.
But why does this face look eighty or ninety percent similar to that little girl ‘Iga’?
“What, are you shocked by the Goddess’s true form?”
Suppressing the shyness of being stared at by Doros, as well as the inexplicable feeling in her heart, Ereshkigal said with a calm expression.