Waking up in the Shadow Slave world was not what I expected when I was sent to complete the mission. Waking up in a body looking exactly like Gilgamesh's was even less expected. Having his powers aswell? Come on now! Who needs to fill the Gate of Babylon filled with sharp swords when I can just throw stones at my enemies at Mach [...]! "God dayum, the original Shadow Slave wasn't a harem novel, but I'm sure as hell making it one!"

In the blink of an eye, a modern man wakes up not in his apartment... but in the celestial palace of Svarga. He's no longer a nobody-he's Indra, the King of the Devas. Can a modern mind survive the politics of the Svarga or the traps of fate, or will he be just another name lost to history? SI-OC. Self-Insert.