The Cursed Gamer, Book 3

354: The Approaching War

Chapter 354: The Approaching War

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Uruk enjoyed a grand feast of countless Mesopotamian food. The warriors who took part in the recent battle were the ones who were treated with all sorts of unheard-of food, as Sisty helped the cook with modern recipes.

Finally, a few hours after sunset, the festival slowly died out. People went back to their homes and the girls returned to the Fortress of Babylon.

Now that the rush from the party had eased, the girls felt tired and sleepy. They wished to sleep, but more than that, they wanted to ask Neji a question.

So instead of taking their leaves after meeting Neji, they all gathered before the throne and stared up at him. Neji sat on the throne like usual, while the short-haired Rumi sat sideways on his lap. She would often grab a grape kept meters far from them, using her portals, and feed it to herself and Neji.

To the throne’s side, two girls were present. The other girls nearly quirked their eyebrows as they shot a glance at one of the girls, a mage, and at a Sisty who was busy shrugging.

“So many white-haired girls…”

Ishtar muttered under her breath, while Quetzalcoatl looked at Neji.

“Anata, who’s that on your lap?”

She pointed a finger at Rumi while wearing a frown.

“You do seem close. What about the two other girls on the side?”

Neji blinked. “Ah yes, we have a few new recruits. For starters, the pink-haired girl there is Ana. Ishtar, Quetzalcoatl, and Ereshkigal may notice the similarities between her and Goddess Gorgon. I will just say it is as you think it is.”

Ishtar looked a little annoyed at the presence of another Medusa, however, Quetzalcoatl didn’t seem to care. She just stared at Rumi. It was only Eresh who gave the new Medusa a smile.

Speaking of Ereshkigal, Kurai was resting on top of her head. As a proud Goddess, Ereshkigal wouldn’t usually participate in a human feast. But the Cat-God on her head didn’t care, she dragged the blondie all over the place and enjoyed herself to the fullest, and Eresh couldn’t refuse.

Kurai, a creature of the Nergal race, naturally had multiple connections with Ereshkigal. In that, the original Nergal and Eresh had kind of a romantic bond.

“By the way, Kurai, did Ereshkigal treat you well?”

“Emm, she did. I like her.”

“That’s good. Thank you, sister.”

Ereshkigal gave a short nod, before she asked, “Can I ask… how? How is she a Nergal? It doesn’t make sense. Nergal is not a race. It’s a person, right?”

“Well, uh,”

Neji hummed. He had actually asked Lady Luck about it a long time ago. He was curious about the topic too, so he knew the explanation. Thinking of how to word it correctly, he explained.

“Multiple universes mean while I, Gilgamesh, maybe a male, there are odd timelines where I am a female. Just like that, there are timelines where the death god, Nergal is a female. A long time ago, a male and a female Nergal met. As they had become the pinnacle of their own verses. They met and they mated, giving birth to a child who issued the start of the Nergal race.”

“Ah…”

“Yes.”

“Brother, can we talk about something later?”

Ereshkigal proposed and a part of Neji caught on right away.

In actuality, Nergal was the God of the Sun, War, Death, Diseases, and Plagues in Mesopotamian mythology.