[Using the Demon Tribe as your foundation, you began to spread your influence to the surrounding other tribes.]
[Beast-kin: Facing the tribal chieftains, you used strength to show them that brute force alone is useless, and true freedom lies in challenging the divine realm.]
[Youkai: Possessing the title of Master of Youkai, you were beloved by most youkai, who were willing to follow you. The chaotic youkai united into one.]
[Elves: Always valuing appearance, the elves found your knowledge and looks excellent, but they didn't want to cooperate with the 'ugly' demons.]
[You found it strange. Besides the beast-eared girls, most Beast-kin were burly and rough. So why didn't the elves reject the Beast-kin, or even the Goblins?]
[They didn't tell you the reason directly. After some time, the elves explained that the main issue was the demons' aesthetic sense was too bizarre, and they liked to call the elves 'ugly', which the elves couldn't stand.]
[Problems like those between elves and demons were common among the Myriad Races. For example, the straightforward Dwarves got along well with the Beast-kin, but neither liked the greedy Goblins.]
[The Vampires needed to drink blood. Although they could buy blood from other tribes, this habit was clearly unacceptable to everyone.]
[The Dragon Tribe had unique tastes, liking members of any race of the opposite sex. Despite their powerful strength, they were the most disobedient.]
[Suppressing these issues forcefully with your charisma, you knew that over time, these problems would resolve themselves, as no one could resist the flow of time. But what the Myriad Races lacked most now was time.]
[Meanwhile, as you integrated the Myriad Races, you also heard news of Uruk's prosperity. Knowing that a certain Gil-chan couldn't hold back any longer, you decided to go to Uruk.]
"Hey, hey, Ryuya, are you really going to meet that arrogant guy?"
"I'm not kidding, that guy is especially annoying. You'd better not go."
At the Myriad Races assembly convened by Ryuya, the chieftains of all tribes were present. Upon hearing that Ryuya actually wanted to cooperate with humans, the first to object was Ishtar.
Over the years, having completely become someone's 'good friend', all the Kings of the Myriad Races knew Ishtar's true identity. Everyone felt it was quite an achievement for Ryuya to have swayed the Venus Goddess.
"Yes, my King. I also think Gilgamesh is too proud. That King of Humans is difficult to get along with."
This was the Demon Lord's original words.
"King, Gilgamesh is strong, but he has a foul temper, worse than ours. Not good, not good."
The Beast-kin Chieftain, Garrosh, grinned and said.
"Humans have a sense of art, but the King of Heroes does not."
Recalling how the beautiful elves were demeaned as worthless by the most ancient king, the Elf Queen concurred.
For a moment, the entire Myriad Races assembly became as chaotic as a marketplace, everyone arguing differently.
But fundamentally, the answer was only one.
Defeat the King of Heroes! Absolutely no cooperation with humans!
"Enough, stop arguing."
Looking at the angry faces of the Myriad Races, Ryuya somewhat understood why, in the last simulation, Gilgamesh was so happy to go fight the Myriad Races. It's because both sides had accumulated grievances.
But in this simulation, having learned Uruk's limits and witnessed the radiance of the other tribes, Ryuya, the Sun-Crowned King, did not want to fail. He wanted to break through the Counter Force's blockade and achieve true eternity.
Therefore, whether human or other tribes, both were indispensable.
Quelling the chaos present, Ryuya first looked at the Demon Lord, "Remember the story about cattle and horses from back then?"
The Demon Lord fell silent.
He looked at Garrosh of the Beast-kin, "Still want to be raised like livestock by the gods?"
Garrosh sat down.
He looked at the Elf Queen, "Haven't had enough of being treated like dolls?"
He looked at the Vampires, "Are test subjects fun?"
With each poignant question, faced with the enemy named 'the gods', the so-called most ancient king was merely a minor conflict.
Looking at the silent Kings of the other tribes, Ryuya knew he had said and done enough. So...
"Everyone, I said long ago that self-consumption on this land is meaningless. If we must fight... then fight the gods in the heavens."
"Take up your weapons! We are no longer cattle and horses in the eyes of the gods! We are people!"
After a brief silence, the Kings of the other tribes roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and earth.
"Not cattle and horses! Be people!"
In the Demon Tribe's royal capital, after Ryuya left, Ishtar stayed there alone because she didn't want to go to Uruk.
Logically, she should have returned to her temple, or gone to the territories of the elves or fairies. But because her initial memories with Ryuya were in the Demon Tribe, and there were too many memories here, even though the demons had bizarre aesthetics, the Venus Goddess still didn't leave.
"Ishtar-sama."
Amidst the music of 'little monkeys', the Demon Lord knocked on the door and found a bored Ishtar playing on a rocking horse.
"Oh, Demon Lord. What is it?"
She had bought the rocking horse long ago, but could never recapture the feeling of playing it back then. After learning Ryuya intended to fight the gods, Ishtar fell into prolonged confusion and uncertainty.
Unlike Ereshkigal and Tiamat, Ishtar was torn between helping her only friend and helping her own race, falling into a great contradiction.
Having grown up in the heavenly realm since childhood, she was on good terms with many gods, at least familiar faces. Going against the gods like this made Ishtar hesitate.
"Ishtar-sama, Ryuya-sama instructed me before he left that if you feel lonely, you can go to Uruk to find him."
"Who's lonely! This lady is the Venus Goddess! A goddess! Do you hear me!"
Jumping up like a cat with its fur bristling, Ishtar tried to argue but suddenly fell silent.
After a long moment, she sighed, "Forget it, what's the use talking to you?"
Turning to look out the window in the direction Ryuya had left, the setting sun's afterglow fell on Ishtar, casting a lonely light.
Yes, all this talk about not wanting to go to Uruk, not wanting to see that arrogant Gilgamesh… in Ishtar's view, it was just an excuse to avoid the real issue.
Not wanting to oppose the gods, yet not wanting to be separated from her only friend, Ryuya… this was Ishtar's dilemma, a time when she needed to calm down and think.
Feeling truly somewhat lonely, she sighed, ignored the Demon Lord, and directly left the royal capital.
Her destination was none other than Mount Ebih, the place she hadn't returned to in a long time.
'Mountain Spirit Grandpa, if it were you, you could tell me the answer, right?'