I curse you, I curse your love.Your love language will be a spear that will pierce the heart of the one you love; your beauty will be a poison, and your admiration will be answered only by hatred.
The city of Uruk was built along the Euphrates River, and the land outside the city is fertile and water-rich. It has always been a unique and fertile land. For hundreds of years, the industrious Uruk people took the city as the center, reclaimed land and built roads around the city. This fertile land is managed in an orderly and vigorous manner, but only the northwest direction has always maintained the desolation before the era. The deep forest seems to be deadly and poisonous, and people have never dared to approach it half a step.
No one knows how big the forest on the northwestern border of Uruk is, or what lies beyond it.Only the terrible legend about the forest has been passed down from generation to generation among the Uruk people. The legend of the devil is like an invisible rope, binding the steps of all Uruk people out of the forest.Only the bravest warriors dare to approach this forest during the daytime, but no one has ever dared to walk through the path laid by someone in the forest to the center of the forest where the legendary demon is entrenched—of course, some people may have tried, but You can be sure that those who did this never lived to tell their stories.
The forest that no one dared to enter for thousands of years now ushered in two hasty intruders, and the two rushed through the rugged woodland with the simplest weapons.The first-quarter moon passed through the intertwined branches, casting eerie and terrifying shadows on the mossy woodland, the sound of wind and the howling of wild animals mixed into a creepy background music, and the increasingly thick smell of blood was like the most ominous signal, It poured the hearts of two people into ice cold.As if to verify their ominous premonition, the next second, the ferocious howls of the ferocious beast tore through the night, shaking the ground under their feet to tremble.
Enkidu looked at the behemoth that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his palms were drenched in cold sweat, and the handle of the battle ax became icy cold.
That is the prototype of the demon that appeared in countless myths later. It has eyes as terrifying as burning red coals, and fangs in its bloody mouth. The long sharp claws are strong and sharp, and can easily chop any object.At this moment, it was roaring at the two intruders who dared to break into its territory, and its burning eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire.Its hind paws slapped the ground irritably, and the slightly smaller stones were instantly reduced to ashes.
Instinctively screaming to escape, Enkidu clenched the handle of the ax and carefully moved out of the range of the beast's attack. He was about to turn his head to warn Gilgamesh beside him to be careful when he saw the golden figure approaching without hesitation. The claws of the beast rushed over.Gilgamesh, who rushed in front of the beast, didn't even care about the deadly claws hovering above his head all the time, his eyes were all locked on the wounded man beside the beast.Diarmuid, who fell at the feet of the beast, closed his eyes tightly, and his body was tense into an arch cautiously, protecting a woman in blue under him.Gilgamesh rushed to him and grabbed his arm, Enkidu followed and dragged Diarmuid to safety.Before he had time to check Diarmuid's injuries, the beast's sharp claws roared down, the skin rubbed by the strong wind felt a burning pain, and the blunt sound of the sharp claws hitting the flesh exploded in the ear, as expected The pain never came.Enkidu opened his eyes, and what he saw was a shocking red: Gilgamesh hugged him tightly, blocking the deadly attack of the beast.The torn wound on the shoulder was bone-deep, and bright red gurgled down Gilgamesh's shoulder and onto him.
The scalding, scorching temperature burned all the way from the skin to the heart, and the unprecedented anger burned like wildfire, burning away fear and even reason, and only the bloodthirsty desire echoed in the mind over and over again , he clenched his tomahawk and rushed towards the roaring beast.
The wailing of ferocious beasts resounded through the forest in the darkness, mixed with the blunt sound of sharp knives cutting into flesh, interweaving into a creepy sound.Soon the huge beast showed no signs of survival, but the swinging battle ax did not slow down at all. The long green-haired warrior almost frantically attacked the corpse of the beast, and the stinky liquid scattered in all directions with the slashing movement. Splashing, dyed his white clothes and long hair sticky, the soldier under the moonlight was like an avenger returning from hell, the emerald green eyes were so blazing with anger that it seemed to burn everything in the world.
"It's almost there, Enkidu, you made that thing so disgusting."
A hand pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him from killing madly, who almost lost his mind.The somewhat hoarse but still full of spirit voice seemed to be the spring water that extinguished the fire of madness, allowing rationality to regain control of thinking.He turned around slowly, and Gilgamesh looked at him with the same bright and insolent smile as usual. If it wasn't for the bloody wound on his shoulder, Enkidu would have almost thought that everything that happened just now was a nightmare of his own.
"...Are you not dead?" He asked almost in a whisper.
"How could this king die in such a disgusting place?" Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and smiled arrogantly.
After calming down, he was exhausted and counterattacked overwhelmingly. His trembling hands could no longer bear the weight of the battle axe. His legs gave way and he fell into Gilgamesh's arms.The pain from the tearing wound made Gilgamesh subconsciously flicker, but the hot wetness from his shoulder stopped all his movements.He raised Enkidu's trembling back on the uninjured bracelet and patted it gently, his gentle movements seemed to dispel all his fear and sorrow.Enkidu put his arms around his neck, and the difference in height made him almost hang on Gilgamesh's shoulders.Gilgamesh held his waist to reduce the burden on his shoulders and prevent the wound from tearing, but Enki didn't allow him to do so. The little canine lingered on the side of his neck for a moment, and slapped the uninjured half of his shoulder hard. Bite down hard.
"Hey, it hurts!" Gilgamesh screamed in pain.
"I'm in pain too..."
The ambiguous words made Gilgamesh nervous, and he hurriedly tore off the person hanging from his body to carefully examine where he was injured.Enkidu took his hand and pressed it to his heart: "This pain is unbearable... I have never felt this pain before... It seems to be crushed..."
Gilgamesh was stunned for a moment, and raised a helpless and gentle smile. He rubbed Enkidu's blood-stained hair, and replied: "This is called sadness, Enkidu. It means that the king is now in your heart." .”
They exchange comforting kisses on a shattered battlefield, a kiss imbued with reassuring power by the sense of survival.Gilgamesh carefully kissed the tears off Enkidu's eyelashes, Enkidu closed his eyes obediently, and his tense body finally relaxed...
The sudden crackling sound from behind caused the two people to bounce off like an electric shock. Enkidu's first reaction was that the lump on the ground hadn't completely lost its combat effectiveness (although he immediately felt the absurdity), he picked up his battle ax and posed When turning around, the handle of the ax hit Gilgamesh, causing another cry of pain.Diarmuid, who had been in a coma for an unknown period of time, fumbled to sit up, and looked at his murderous brother and his best friend with somewhat out-of-focus eyes, and his sanity, which was still floating, returned completely.
"Brother, why are you here..."
Although Diarmuid swore to their late father's goatee afterwards that his words were absolutely inadvertent, to the king of Uruk's ears this sentence was equivalent to "refusing to admit his mistakes and never repenting". It was a blatant provocation.The king of Uruk narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath and smiled angrily: "Then why are you here, the first prince of Uruk, Diarmuid? It seems that the training tasks and official duties assigned to you are too Less, let our prince be in a panic and need to hunt all day long, and he thinks that hunting lions in the suburbs is not exciting enough, so he wants to go into the border forest to hunt demons in the middle of the night?"
Gilgamesh's accusatory tone made Diarmuid, who was only 17 years old and on the verge of rebellion, inexplicably angry. He stood up and ignored the wounds all over his body, and angrily responded: "I just went out to hunt. Report to you one by one? I am not your hostage!"
It has to be said that lucky E people can drink rare species of parasites when they drink cold water. The word "hostage" successfully defeated King Gilgamesh's last line of rational defense, and his blood-red eyes burned almost instantly. The obvious anger made Enkidu feel that something was wrong. He grabbed Gilgamesh's arm and kept winking at Diarmuid: "Diarmuid, calm down, why did you come here at night? Here? And who is that person over there?"
Diarmuid's pupils shrank, and he quickly ran towards the unconscious woman in blue.While nervously trying to wake her up, he explained to Enkidu: "I just came in when I heard her cries for help, and then saw that demon trying to eat her..."
Enkidu let go of Gilgamesh's arm, and just as he was about to walk over to help, Gilgamesh pulled him behind him. He raised his head puzzled, and his doubts were frozen by Gilgamesh's icy eyes.
"The next time the hero saves the beauty, I will also choose someone, silly boy." Gilgamesh sneered, looking at the unconscious woman in blue on the ground, "Have you pretended enough, great goddess Ishtar?"
Under the shocked gazes of Enkidu and Diarmuid, the woman in blue slowly stood up, the brilliance and oppressive force that belonged to the god spread out the moment she opened her eyes, her pair of sky blue eyes with supreme charm turned side by side The three people standing there looked charming like an irresistible spell.
This magic didn't seem to have any effect on Gilgamesh. He looked contemptuous and disgusted as if he was looking at something dirty. He stepped forward half a step to block the two people who were obviously affected by this magic, and his tone was as cold as a sword. Cold light: "Put away your boring tricks. What is your intention to lure this king's idiot brother into a forest where demons are rampant? Don't tell me it's just to stage this lame hero fighting demon scene."
The goddess lowered her eyes slightly, and her voice was as soft as a warm spring breeze: "I did not seduce this young man. I have been living in this forest for so many years, but that ferocious demon occupied my residence while I was resting. The terrible strange force made me unable to resist, and my cry for help happened to be heard by this handsome boy, who walked into this terrible forest and rescued me."
The goddess smiled and walked towards Diarmuid, her beautiful sky-blue eyes were full of fiery emotions: "Your heart is so noble, young man with a glorious appearance, I am overwhelmed by your integrity, you can Are you willing to accept my love?" The goddess' fingers climbed onto Diarmuid's shoulders seductively, her watery eyes were full of love.
The prince with a glorious face frowned, stepped back politely, bowed to the god of love, and replied: "You are favored, beautiful goddess. But the love you can bestow is as short as the morning dew, and my heart Just one, and I don't want it to become a fish abandoned on a dry river bed, to be roasted in the hot sun."
The goddess who was arranging hair ornaments was startled when she heard this, she stared in disbelief at the young man in front of her who was not tempted by her, her charming smile quickly twisted into anger.Gilgamesh frowned and stood in front of his younger brother, his eyes full of guard.The goddess looked at the two people who had just eliminated the demon with some trepidation, turned around and disappeared in a whirlwind of fragrant flowers.
"I curse you, Diarmuid." The goddess' cold voice fell from midair, turning into the cruelest curse, "Your words of love will turn into spears, piercing the heart of your loved one; Your beauty will be the first, and your admiration will be answered only by hatred."
The curse of the goddess gradually dissipated in the cold wind in the forest. Diarmuid lowered his head and remained motionless, his clenched fists trembling slightly.Gilgamesh sighed heavily and turned to him, raised his hand to hold down his curly black hair and rubbed it.
"...Brother, I'm sorry, I..." After a long silence, Diarmuid stammered out a few words. Gilgamesh hit Diarmuid's forehead hard, and his words were still merciless: " Stupid brother."
He flashed a big smile, then collapsed without warning.
In the early morning of the next day, people who had been watching the city wall all night saw the king's best friend walking towards Uruk with their king on his back. The wounded prince followed them, dragging the bloody head of the demon behind him. .
After a few seconds of silence in the city, cheers resounded through the sky.
The author has something to say: In fact, Winky is not affected by Cupid’s magic because he is the oldest gay king
PS: Goddess Ishtar is the patron saint of Uruk. For the convenience of the plot, this article is changed to the god An.In addition, Ishtar is actually the name of the Akkadians, and the Sumerian name should be Inanna.In order not to be confused with the names of the important people who will appear on the stage, I crossed over. . .
The city of Uruk was built along the Euphrates River, and the land outside the city is fertile and water-rich. It has always been a unique and fertile land. For hundreds of years, the industrious Uruk people took the city as the center, reclaimed land and built roads around the city. This fertile land is managed in an orderly and vigorous manner, but only the northwest direction has always maintained the desolation before the era. The deep forest seems to be deadly and poisonous, and people have never dared to approach it half a step.
No one knows how big the forest on the northwestern border of Uruk is, or what lies beyond it.Only the terrible legend about the forest has been passed down from generation to generation among the Uruk people. The legend of the devil is like an invisible rope, binding the steps of all Uruk people out of the forest.Only the bravest warriors dare to approach this forest during the daytime, but no one has ever dared to walk through the path laid by someone in the forest to the center of the forest where the legendary demon is entrenched—of course, some people may have tried, but You can be sure that those who did this never lived to tell their stories.
The forest that no one dared to enter for thousands of years now ushered in two hasty intruders, and the two rushed through the rugged woodland with the simplest weapons.The first-quarter moon passed through the intertwined branches, casting eerie and terrifying shadows on the mossy woodland, the sound of wind and the howling of wild animals mixed into a creepy background music, and the increasingly thick smell of blood was like the most ominous signal, It poured the hearts of two people into ice cold.As if to verify their ominous premonition, the next second, the ferocious howls of the ferocious beast tore through the night, shaking the ground under their feet to tremble.
Enkidu looked at the behemoth that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his palms were drenched in cold sweat, and the handle of the battle ax became icy cold.
That is the prototype of the demon that appeared in countless myths later. It has eyes as terrifying as burning red coals, and fangs in its bloody mouth. The long sharp claws are strong and sharp, and can easily chop any object.At this moment, it was roaring at the two intruders who dared to break into its territory, and its burning eyes were full of bloodthirsty desire.Its hind paws slapped the ground irritably, and the slightly smaller stones were instantly reduced to ashes.
Instinctively screaming to escape, Enkidu clenched the handle of the ax and carefully moved out of the range of the beast's attack. He was about to turn his head to warn Gilgamesh beside him to be careful when he saw the golden figure approaching without hesitation. The claws of the beast rushed over.Gilgamesh, who rushed in front of the beast, didn't even care about the deadly claws hovering above his head all the time, his eyes were all locked on the wounded man beside the beast.Diarmuid, who fell at the feet of the beast, closed his eyes tightly, and his body was tense into an arch cautiously, protecting a woman in blue under him.Gilgamesh rushed to him and grabbed his arm, Enkidu followed and dragged Diarmuid to safety.Before he had time to check Diarmuid's injuries, the beast's sharp claws roared down, the skin rubbed by the strong wind felt a burning pain, and the blunt sound of the sharp claws hitting the flesh exploded in the ear, as expected The pain never came.Enkidu opened his eyes, and what he saw was a shocking red: Gilgamesh hugged him tightly, blocking the deadly attack of the beast.The torn wound on the shoulder was bone-deep, and bright red gurgled down Gilgamesh's shoulder and onto him.
The scalding, scorching temperature burned all the way from the skin to the heart, and the unprecedented anger burned like wildfire, burning away fear and even reason, and only the bloodthirsty desire echoed in the mind over and over again , he clenched his tomahawk and rushed towards the roaring beast.
The wailing of ferocious beasts resounded through the forest in the darkness, mixed with the blunt sound of sharp knives cutting into flesh, interweaving into a creepy sound.Soon the huge beast showed no signs of survival, but the swinging battle ax did not slow down at all. The long green-haired warrior almost frantically attacked the corpse of the beast, and the stinky liquid scattered in all directions with the slashing movement. Splashing, dyed his white clothes and long hair sticky, the soldier under the moonlight was like an avenger returning from hell, the emerald green eyes were so blazing with anger that it seemed to burn everything in the world.
"It's almost there, Enkidu, you made that thing so disgusting."
A hand pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him from killing madly, who almost lost his mind.The somewhat hoarse but still full of spirit voice seemed to be the spring water that extinguished the fire of madness, allowing rationality to regain control of thinking.He turned around slowly, and Gilgamesh looked at him with the same bright and insolent smile as usual. If it wasn't for the bloody wound on his shoulder, Enkidu would have almost thought that everything that happened just now was a nightmare of his own.
"...Are you not dead?" He asked almost in a whisper.
"How could this king die in such a disgusting place?" Gilgamesh raised his eyebrows and smiled arrogantly.
After calming down, he was exhausted and counterattacked overwhelmingly. His trembling hands could no longer bear the weight of the battle axe. His legs gave way and he fell into Gilgamesh's arms.The pain from the tearing wound made Gilgamesh subconsciously flicker, but the hot wetness from his shoulder stopped all his movements.He raised Enkidu's trembling back on the uninjured bracelet and patted it gently, his gentle movements seemed to dispel all his fear and sorrow.Enkidu put his arms around his neck, and the difference in height made him almost hang on Gilgamesh's shoulders.Gilgamesh held his waist to reduce the burden on his shoulders and prevent the wound from tearing, but Enki didn't allow him to do so. The little canine lingered on the side of his neck for a moment, and slapped the uninjured half of his shoulder hard. Bite down hard.
"Hey, it hurts!" Gilgamesh screamed in pain.
"I'm in pain too..."
The ambiguous words made Gilgamesh nervous, and he hurriedly tore off the person hanging from his body to carefully examine where he was injured.Enkidu took his hand and pressed it to his heart: "This pain is unbearable... I have never felt this pain before... It seems to be crushed..."
Gilgamesh was stunned for a moment, and raised a helpless and gentle smile. He rubbed Enkidu's blood-stained hair, and replied: "This is called sadness, Enkidu. It means that the king is now in your heart." .”
They exchange comforting kisses on a shattered battlefield, a kiss imbued with reassuring power by the sense of survival.Gilgamesh carefully kissed the tears off Enkidu's eyelashes, Enkidu closed his eyes obediently, and his tense body finally relaxed...
The sudden crackling sound from behind caused the two people to bounce off like an electric shock. Enkidu's first reaction was that the lump on the ground hadn't completely lost its combat effectiveness (although he immediately felt the absurdity), he picked up his battle ax and posed When turning around, the handle of the ax hit Gilgamesh, causing another cry of pain.Diarmuid, who had been in a coma for an unknown period of time, fumbled to sit up, and looked at his murderous brother and his best friend with somewhat out-of-focus eyes, and his sanity, which was still floating, returned completely.
"Brother, why are you here..."
Although Diarmuid swore to their late father's goatee afterwards that his words were absolutely inadvertent, to the king of Uruk's ears this sentence was equivalent to "refusing to admit his mistakes and never repenting". It was a blatant provocation.The king of Uruk narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath and smiled angrily: "Then why are you here, the first prince of Uruk, Diarmuid? It seems that the training tasks and official duties assigned to you are too Less, let our prince be in a panic and need to hunt all day long, and he thinks that hunting lions in the suburbs is not exciting enough, so he wants to go into the border forest to hunt demons in the middle of the night?"
Gilgamesh's accusatory tone made Diarmuid, who was only 17 years old and on the verge of rebellion, inexplicably angry. He stood up and ignored the wounds all over his body, and angrily responded: "I just went out to hunt. Report to you one by one? I am not your hostage!"
It has to be said that lucky E people can drink rare species of parasites when they drink cold water. The word "hostage" successfully defeated King Gilgamesh's last line of rational defense, and his blood-red eyes burned almost instantly. The obvious anger made Enkidu feel that something was wrong. He grabbed Gilgamesh's arm and kept winking at Diarmuid: "Diarmuid, calm down, why did you come here at night? Here? And who is that person over there?"
Diarmuid's pupils shrank, and he quickly ran towards the unconscious woman in blue.While nervously trying to wake her up, he explained to Enkidu: "I just came in when I heard her cries for help, and then saw that demon trying to eat her..."
Enkidu let go of Gilgamesh's arm, and just as he was about to walk over to help, Gilgamesh pulled him behind him. He raised his head puzzled, and his doubts were frozen by Gilgamesh's icy eyes.
"The next time the hero saves the beauty, I will also choose someone, silly boy." Gilgamesh sneered, looking at the unconscious woman in blue on the ground, "Have you pretended enough, great goddess Ishtar?"
Under the shocked gazes of Enkidu and Diarmuid, the woman in blue slowly stood up, the brilliance and oppressive force that belonged to the god spread out the moment she opened her eyes, her pair of sky blue eyes with supreme charm turned side by side The three people standing there looked charming like an irresistible spell.
This magic didn't seem to have any effect on Gilgamesh. He looked contemptuous and disgusted as if he was looking at something dirty. He stepped forward half a step to block the two people who were obviously affected by this magic, and his tone was as cold as a sword. Cold light: "Put away your boring tricks. What is your intention to lure this king's idiot brother into a forest where demons are rampant? Don't tell me it's just to stage this lame hero fighting demon scene."
The goddess lowered her eyes slightly, and her voice was as soft as a warm spring breeze: "I did not seduce this young man. I have been living in this forest for so many years, but that ferocious demon occupied my residence while I was resting. The terrible strange force made me unable to resist, and my cry for help happened to be heard by this handsome boy, who walked into this terrible forest and rescued me."
The goddess smiled and walked towards Diarmuid, her beautiful sky-blue eyes were full of fiery emotions: "Your heart is so noble, young man with a glorious appearance, I am overwhelmed by your integrity, you can Are you willing to accept my love?" The goddess' fingers climbed onto Diarmuid's shoulders seductively, her watery eyes were full of love.
The prince with a glorious face frowned, stepped back politely, bowed to the god of love, and replied: "You are favored, beautiful goddess. But the love you can bestow is as short as the morning dew, and my heart Just one, and I don't want it to become a fish abandoned on a dry river bed, to be roasted in the hot sun."
The goddess who was arranging hair ornaments was startled when she heard this, she stared in disbelief at the young man in front of her who was not tempted by her, her charming smile quickly twisted into anger.Gilgamesh frowned and stood in front of his younger brother, his eyes full of guard.The goddess looked at the two people who had just eliminated the demon with some trepidation, turned around and disappeared in a whirlwind of fragrant flowers.
"I curse you, Diarmuid." The goddess' cold voice fell from midair, turning into the cruelest curse, "Your words of love will turn into spears, piercing the heart of your loved one; Your beauty will be the first, and your admiration will be answered only by hatred."
The curse of the goddess gradually dissipated in the cold wind in the forest. Diarmuid lowered his head and remained motionless, his clenched fists trembling slightly.Gilgamesh sighed heavily and turned to him, raised his hand to hold down his curly black hair and rubbed it.
"...Brother, I'm sorry, I..." After a long silence, Diarmuid stammered out a few words. Gilgamesh hit Diarmuid's forehead hard, and his words were still merciless: " Stupid brother."
He flashed a big smile, then collapsed without warning.
In the early morning of the next day, people who had been watching the city wall all night saw the king's best friend walking towards Uruk with their king on his back. The wounded prince followed them, dragging the bloody head of the demon behind him. .
After a few seconds of silence in the city, cheers resounded through the sky.
The author has something to say: In fact, Winky is not affected by Cupid’s magic because he is the oldest gay king
PS: Goddess Ishtar is the patron saint of Uruk. For the convenience of the plot, this article is changed to the god An.In addition, Ishtar is actually the name of the Akkadians, and the Sumerian name should be Inanna.In order not to be confused with the names of the important people who will appear on the stage, I crossed over. . .
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