The King of Heroes from the dawn of human history, hailing from a world beyond the stars.
Possessing a nature two-thirds divine and one-third mortal, he claims a natural-born prerogative to rule over all creation.

The King of Heroes from the dawn of human history, hailing from a world beyond the stars. Being two-thirds divine and one-third mortal, he claims a natural-born prerogative to rule over all of creation.
Today, as ever, his boisterous laughter echoed through the heavens… until a certain goddess and eternal rival dragged him into a foreign realm.
Now, he sets forth once more to reclaim all that belongs to a king.

“He beheld the ocean's deepest abysses and the very foundations of the Earth; he knew where all secrets lay, and all things were revealed to him.”
The epic records the king's final chapter: he attained absolute wisdom, witnessed every treasure, and unveiled the mysteries of the gods.
He returned from a thousand-mile journey utterly spent, yet blessed with a peace transcending all earthly things, and set down the story of his life.

“Hmph, what a shallow, pitiful fool you are. Are you seriously suggesting that I was somehow mightier in that withering, aged form than in the perfected on standing before you?”

No, no, no! Of course not!
Perhaps that introduction was a touch one-sided. Allow me to try a different angle.

Gilgamesh, history's most ancient King of Heroes. Unlike the countless heroes throughout the ages driven by lofty ideals, his power springs from an appetite that can never be sated.
From the ocean where the sun rises to the snow-capped peaks where it sets, every facet of human civilization was shaped under his guidance: boundless cities, boundless orchards, boundless mines…
With superhuman vigor, he commanded everything his eyes could survey. Yet the very king who made the whole world flourish also worked his subjects to the bone…

“Watch your tongue. How dare you let such clumsy metaphors reach my ears. One wrong word, and you'll lose your head. But this once, I'll show mercy and spare your life.”

Huh?

“At least you faithfully documented my great deeds… Hmph, though in truth, you've barely scratched the surface.
Indeed… Ultimate power, ultimate extravagance, ultimate authority, this is my way.
If such a ruler did not exist in this world, those mediocre fools who cower before tyranny yet lack the spine to strike down my head would have perished long ago, crushed beneath the gods' pathetic whims.”

As you can see, dear reader: Gilgamesh is the sort of stubborn character who takes “doing whatever he pleases” to its absolute extreme.

Now, in that age when gods treated mortals like weeds and beasts roamed the land unchecked, the king's logic held some water… but everything has its limits.
When even newlywed couples had to revolve around the king like spinning tops, the people's complaints rose to the heavens themselves.
Pushed by the goddess Ishtar, the gods — already fearful of humanity's relentless progress — decided to forge an unbreakable “Enkidu” to rein in the arrogant King.

And so, filled with joy, Enkidu descended to the mortal realm.