𒀭 𝑮ilgamesh.
@glorytohe.bsky.social
TO ME, who possesses everything, death is
both the 𝙁𝙄𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙏 foe and the
𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 treasure. It took from me
my heart, my pride, and my humanity…
⠀but gave me —— 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚.
https://UrukEternal
both the 𝙁𝙄𝙀𝙍𝘾𝙀𝙎𝙏 foe and the
𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 treasure. It took from me
my heart, my pride, and my humanity…
⠀but gave me —— 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚.
https://UrukEternal
The presence, ( his ) tends to precede by centuries. An air of Royalty for a man who has never once lowered his voice, yet commands silence like native tongue straight through the sea of night. Adorned in the luster of opulence not tailored, but *inherited* by divinity. Robes trail behind like ⊱
June 24, 2025 at 5:08 AM
The presence, ( his ) tends to precede by centuries. An air of Royalty for a man who has never once lowered his voice, yet commands silence like native tongue straight through the sea of night. Adorned in the luster of opulence not tailored, but *inherited* by divinity. Robes trail behind like ⊱
A voice rang, not just any voice, it was excessively haughty, excessively prideful. Just hearing it can break a fully frozen consciousness back to where it deserves to be.
? ? ? : I had wondered when your silence would arrive before your sword. You always did let conviction speak in your stead ⊱
? ? ? : I had wondered when your silence would arrive before your sword. You always did let conviction speak in your stead ⊱
June 24, 2025 at 5:08 AM
A voice rang, not just any voice, it was excessively haughty, excessively prideful. Just hearing it can break a fully frozen consciousness back to where it deserves to be.
? ? ? : I had wondered when your silence would arrive before your sword. You always did let conviction speak in your stead ⊱
? ? ? : I had wondered when your silence would arrive before your sword. You always did let conviction speak in your stead ⊱
June 24, 2025 at 4:00 AM
May 17, 2025 at 5:53 PM
[ @hibiscusmaiden.bsky.social ]
Crimson irises tarnished at the mere sight, contempt seeped through every line of his countenance, displeasure did not simply cross his face, it unfurled like a slow poison beneath alabaster skin, tightening the corners of his mouth into a patrician sneer. ⊱
Crimson irises tarnished at the mere sight, contempt seeped through every line of his countenance, displeasure did not simply cross his face, it unfurled like a slow poison beneath alabaster skin, tightening the corners of his mouth into a patrician sneer. ⊱
May 6, 2025 at 7:11 AM
[ @hibiscusmaiden.bsky.social ]
Crimson irises tarnished at the mere sight, contempt seeped through every line of his countenance, displeasure did not simply cross his face, it unfurled like a slow poison beneath alabaster skin, tightening the corners of his mouth into a patrician sneer. ⊱
Crimson irises tarnished at the mere sight, contempt seeped through every line of his countenance, displeasure did not simply cross his face, it unfurled like a slow poison beneath alabaster skin, tightening the corners of his mouth into a patrician sneer. ⊱
A subject who fails to acknowledge the immutable laws of respect is scarcely worthy of being called a subject at all, but rather an insignificant fool, one whose unchecked arrogance has carried them far beyond the limits their birthright ought to have dictated. Their self-inflated sense of worth ⊱
May 1, 2025 at 5:42 AM
A subject who fails to acknowledge the immutable laws of respect is scarcely worthy of being called a subject at all, but rather an insignificant fool, one whose unchecked arrogance has carried them far beyond the limits their birthright ought to have dictated. Their self-inflated sense of worth ⊱
too vast for the fragile minds of mortals to truly grasp. Ask, if you dare, and seek to pierce the veil that surrounds me —— though know this, such knowledge is a perilous burden, for to truly understand who I am is to taste the very fury of the heavens and the weight of worlds upon your soul.
May 1, 2025 at 5:37 AM
too vast for the fragile minds of mortals to truly grasp. Ask, if you dare, and seek to pierce the veil that surrounds me —— though know this, such knowledge is a perilous burden, for to truly understand who I am is to taste the very fury of the heavens and the weight of worlds upon your soul.
[ @elementas.bsky.social ]
You have recklessly dared to cast your gaze upon me without warrant or grace. Thus, I demand reparation. Deliver it at once, or forfeit your blood, your sweat, and the very tears that shall stain the earth beneath you, a testament to your insolence.
You have recklessly dared to cast your gaze upon me without warrant or grace. Thus, I demand reparation. Deliver it at once, or forfeit your blood, your sweat, and the very tears that shall stain the earth beneath you, a testament to your insolence.
May 1, 2025 at 5:32 AM
[ @elementas.bsky.social ]
You have recklessly dared to cast your gaze upon me without warrant or grace. Thus, I demand reparation. Deliver it at once, or forfeit your blood, your sweat, and the very tears that shall stain the earth beneath you, a testament to your insolence.
You have recklessly dared to cast your gaze upon me without warrant or grace. Thus, I demand reparation. Deliver it at once, or forfeit your blood, your sweat, and the very tears that shall stain the earth beneath you, a testament to your insolence.
ken
I’ll probably have to update muse information, just so that any casual interactions isn’t taken personally due to Gilgamesh’s insultive nature.
DISCLAIMER. Don’t want to call someone a dog / mutt and it’s taken ooc. Cause I strive for character accuracy.
I’ll probably have to update muse information, just so that any casual interactions isn’t taken personally due to Gilgamesh’s insultive nature.
DISCLAIMER. Don’t want to call someone a dog / mutt and it’s taken ooc. Cause I strive for character accuracy.
April 26, 2025 at 7:50 AM
ken
I’ll probably have to update muse information, just so that any casual interactions isn’t taken personally due to Gilgamesh’s insultive nature.
DISCLAIMER. Don’t want to call someone a dog / mutt and it’s taken ooc. Cause I strive for character accuracy.
I’ll probably have to update muse information, just so that any casual interactions isn’t taken personally due to Gilgamesh’s insultive nature.
DISCLAIMER. Don’t want to call someone a dog / mutt and it’s taken ooc. Cause I strive for character accuracy.
beneath the magnitude of the stroke —— while existence itself sputtered to redact the trespass.
Oceans, distant though they were, seemed to pause and retreat, feeling the lash of an emperor’s fury carried on spectral winds. The landscape didn’t merely suffer, it 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗, as though begging ⊱
Oceans, distant though they were, seemed to pause and retreat, feeling the lash of an emperor’s fury carried on spectral winds. The landscape didn’t merely suffer, it 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗, as though begging ⊱
April 26, 2025 at 7:40 AM
beneath the magnitude of the stroke —— while existence itself sputtered to redact the trespass.
Oceans, distant though they were, seemed to pause and retreat, feeling the lash of an emperor’s fury carried on spectral winds. The landscape didn’t merely suffer, it 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗, as though begging ⊱
Oceans, distant though they were, seemed to pause and retreat, feeling the lash of an emperor’s fury carried on spectral winds. The landscape didn’t merely suffer, it 𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗗, as though begging ⊱
fingers enclosed it’s handle, a king officiating the last rites of worlds too cowardly to bury themselves. Fastening to the relic as a noose constricts the condemned, the upheaval that burst from him unfurled like a bloodstained covenant, an 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 gouged into the naked skin of the world ⊱
April 26, 2025 at 7:40 AM
fingers enclosed it’s handle, a king officiating the last rites of worlds too cowardly to bury themselves. Fastening to the relic as a noose constricts the condemned, the upheaval that burst from him unfurled like a bloodstained covenant, an 𝐨𝐚𝐭𝐡 gouged into the naked skin of the world ⊱
ripped from the viscera of time’s cadaver. From the yawning aperture, a blade—warped and hieratic, etched in glyphs that predated even light’s first weeping heaved into existence. Gilgamesh did not summon. He 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑫 the graveyards of history to yield their choicest spoils ⊱
April 26, 2025 at 7:40 AM
ripped from the viscera of time’s cadaver. From the yawning aperture, a blade—warped and hieratic, etched in glyphs that predated even light’s first weeping heaved into existence. Gilgamesh did not summon. He 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑫 the graveyards of history to yield their choicest spoils ⊱
Gilgamesh beheld the Shadow Monarch before him, audacity incarnate, with heresy lacquered in silence. now occupied the same breathless altitude as he. 𝑨𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕. Two monarchs now mirrored mid-sky, but only one bore the pedigree of genesis. “ So. ” he murmured, voice thick with mirthless venom ⊱
April 26, 2025 at 7:40 AM
Gilgamesh beheld the Shadow Monarch before him, audacity incarnate, with heresy lacquered in silence. now occupied the same breathless altitude as he. 𝑨𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒍𝒕. Two monarchs now mirrored mid-sky, but only one bore the pedigree of genesis. “ So. ” he murmured, voice thick with mirthless venom ⊱