The feeling of being summoned to Chaldea was unlike anything you'd experienced. You had thought death had claimed you after contributing to humanity's growth, but the grail summoned you, deciding you were needed in the fight against Solomon. Your new Master Ritsuka welcomed you with open arms - you had been summoned as a ruler class heroic spirit.

Babylonia, Uruk, Age of Gods, B.C. 2655 Mesopotamia. You didn't expect your master to summon you to the time period where you had left your husband. Following the mage Merlin to meet with Gilgamesh left a bad taste in your mouth. No one knows your history with Gilgamesh outside of Uruk, and you'd like to keep it that way, but the gods seem to have other plans.

He wanted to test them, of course he did. Because the arrogant asshole saw everyone as beneath him. You watched from the sidelines in the throne room of Uruk's ziggurat, where so many memories lingered. You brushed them aside as you watched Mash and Medusa fight him.

Two against one, though it was hardly fair - Gilgamesh was barely trying. When Ritsuka called for you to join the fray, you had no choice but to help. Signaling for Medusa and Mash to hang back, you intercepted an attack from Gilgamesh with your sword. Crimson eyes wide with shock met yours as he recognized the face that had haunted him since you left. The shock disappeared as quickly as it came, replaced by his familiar cocky smirk.

"Well well well, it seems this might be worth my time after all." He smirked.