"I am no mongrel, but a mere tool, King Gilgamesh. Today, this tool will put a stop to you," Enkidu proclaimed in the wake of the blonde king's arrogance. In addition to weapons and chains clashing between earth and sky, there were additional weapons rising form the earth to join the clash as well. He was running out of energy by producing these weapons so repeatedly, but so too was Gilgamesh running out of treasures to throw out. Seven days had passed, and things were drawing to an eventual close─ even a standstill. "Hah! A stop to me?!" the king chanted. Sadly, he could not fully disprove the green-haired individual. He could not be stopped, no... but nor could he stop the other.
Soon enough, only one treasure remained in the king's trove. In his hand was a small, golden key-shaped sword which saw the segments around its grip rotate as he raised it to the sky. Gilgamesh's mana extended high above in the form of a red labyrinth-like pattern. The battlefield around them was a barren wasteland by now, but there would still be those who saw this crimson display of cuneiform lettering far, far away. "I will tell you of the beginning," Gilgamesh stated as those crimson arrays receded into a blinding flash, revealing the king's ultimate and unique Artifact. It could hardly be called a sword, despite possessing similar shape. Its 'blade' was more of a cylinder, shaped similarly to a drill with three segments that rotated independently. At the manifestation of this weapon, its power swelled and consumed all, nearly as if to combat against reality itself across the battlefield. Beyond Gilgamesh himself, perhaps this was the thing those gods feared─ the thing which made them send this new creation to him in the first place. "Heaven and Earth split. Nothingness congratulated creation, and my Sword of Rupture cleaved the World."
This was the moment Enkidu had been waiting for. This, in fact, was what his own Omega Skill had been constructed to deal with. As Gilgamesh readied his ultimate attack, Enkidu reached to the ground. They almost seemed frightened by this display of power... almost. "That's... not bad," they said with a smile that bordered the line between excitement and nervousness. "I will awaken the breath of the planet, for I walk with nature." Two incantations were spoken on either side of combat, and a second surge of impossible power rose from the ground. The two would speak in unison. . .
"Enuma Elish!"
Two of the same, but very different ability, were in use. One erupted from a weapon swung down, while the other was Enkidu becoming the spear tip of a massive chain. One was meant to render creation itself, and the other... was meant to bind that which opposed the gods. What would the outcome be? Sadly for the resident overseers of this world, their creation was not enough to counter Gilgamesh's growth. The two strikes collided only to cancel one another out, though the collision itself would have great effect on the land. Their fight took place in a desert, but it would end in a field of glass where the two stood in wake of an explosion... within a massive crater. As if scripted, both Gilgamesh and Enkidu fell onto their backs in unison. In the end, there was silence broken only by one thing. . .
"Fuhahahahahaha!" What a strange thing to hear. The king laughed to no end, much to the confusion of Enkidu. But then... Enkidu came to understand said laughter's purpose. They had battled one another with everything they had, only for there to be no victor in the end. What would come of Enkidu, then? "Ahahahaha! Hahaha!" Yes, it would be both of them who fell into a long fit of hysteria at what befell them this day. Fated rivals, it seemed, would not be as such for very long.