Alessandro was to remain in the hospital for the whole day and Saber stayed with him. Friedrich decided to return to his hotel room with Specter. In his head he had only several concerns about Sheol, the Holy Grail War and Yukiko, he had to find an effective solution for all these problems but he didn't know where to start: maybe it was better to stop Devourer first? But according to Specter it was impossible to fight her, but Yukiko could've helped out since she was acquainted with the dark secrets of the Holy Grail.
On the way back he saw this man in shirt and jeans, with a well-groomed beard and hair pulled back with gel and dark blue eyes, get out of the bus, which had just stopped. When he saw him he exclaimed, surprised:
« Dorian ?! »
« Friedrich? What are you doing here in London with ... oh, God, you're a Master, aren't you? You will fight the Holy Grail War of Yggdrasil. »
« The war has already begun, Dorian. She is Specter, my Servant. »
« Of course, of course ... this Servant looks a bit demonic. »
Specter, with an evil smile, presented herself holding out her hand:
« Glasya-Labolas. Pleased to meet you. »
« Glasya-Labolas? The President of Hell? The Dog of Nebiros? Are you that Glasya-Labolas? »
« In flesh and bone. »
« And I'm damned because I just shook a demon's hand. Fantastic. » He said sarcastically.
« I need to talk to you, Dorian. It's about a very powerful Servant. Do you have time for me? »
« Of course, I just ended a meeting at the Clock Tower. I have all the time for you. Where are we going then? »
« I'll take you to the hotel where I stay. »
So Friedrich took his friend Dorian Benard to his hotel room. Dorian made himself comfortable on the sofa after placing his briefcase. Friedrich remained standing with Specter playing in the room.
« I don't want to waste you too much time so I will be concise: apparently the Devourer-class Servant who will take part in this war is Sheol. A creature who ... »
« I already know, Friedrich. »
« How? »
« Ever since this war started, our Observers have seen a change in mana, a sprain, a sort of rift, if you can say so. From Paris, we sent the information to the Mage's Association here in London hoping to refute our findings, but they have been confirmed. Indeed there was a distortion. We initially didn't know what it was and we had to investigate our libraries and that's how we found out about Sheol. »
« Wait a moment ... so does this mean that this has already happened in the past? »
« Only once, yes, and it's told in a poem by Sîn-leqi-unnīnī, the author of the Epic of Gilgamesh. As you know, we don't have all the tables and of the same story there are hundreds of different versions and among these there is one that some think is the original author's. It's a fragment where the curse of Enkidu, Gilgamesh's friend, is explained and there it's specifically said that he was not cursed by the Gods, or by Ishtar and not even by Ereshkigal but by Irkalla, or Kur, that is, the underworld. »
« One moment ... I'm not a real expert in religions but ... I'm sure Irkalla was another name for Ereshkigal. » Friedrich noted, perplexed.
« This is a possibility but the other possibility is that he literally mean Irkalla. In the same fragment a sketched description of Irkalla is presented and doesn't remember Ereshkigal at all. We have found those documents and the phenomena described by Sîn-leqi-unnīnī, those which preceded the death of Enkidu, are strangely similar to those found by our observers in France. »
« And how do you know it was Sheol? »
« For me "Sheol", "Kur","Irkalla", "Hades", "Hell" are all synonyms. The name you use makes no difference, the concept is the same and reality doesn't change: the underworld wants to devour us. »
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| Dorian Benard talking about Sheol by Bikowolf |
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