“THAT BASTARD IS GOING TO DO WHAT!?” Luna raged, her voice causing all the windows to burst outwards and shatter. “WHO DOES THAT UNGRATEFUL INGRATE THINK HE IS!? I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT BITCH TO RETURN SO QUICKLY AFTER MY HUSBAND ALMOST DIED JUST TO SEAL HER AWAY!”

“Hades, god king of the underworld, purveyor of evil and a fabulous hair doo, honestly this is par for the course with him, he revived my dark/evil counterpart medusa and turned her into more of a monster.” Palutena shrugged slightly more apathetic than she should be having dealt with the asshole for so long.

“THIS IS MORE THAN JUST AN INCONVENIENCE, OR EVEN JUST AN EVIL SCHEME, THIS IS BRINGING BACK A BEING THAT CAN USES GODS AS PAWNS! IS HE THAT STUPID!?”

“No, he’s just a being that uses gods as pawns and is a chessmaster type character. Though he does act stupid sometimes just to lull you into a false sense of security,” Palutena explained with a sigh, “It would be great to be rid of him but he’s one of the big bads of that game that my costume came from, it’d be like if Gilgamesh tried to go up against Exdeath,”

“Gilgamesh did go against Exdeath. He killed him. Admittedly with help from us and the rest of the army,” Alicorn Twilight mentioned.

“Well then you can see my predicament then can’t you, I am not about to sacrifice my subjects lives or the lives of my loved ones trying to end Hades once and for all, I may not seem like it but I am not that selfish or greedy,” Palutena retorted with a surprising amount of venom in her voice. “If anything I’d rather sacrifice myself if push comes to shove.”

“As would Gilgamesh,” Celestia conceded. “But still, if this ‘Dollette’ is as bad as you say, and could come back at any time… we may have start rerouting more funds into military training and development.” She sighed. “And after I promised to cut taxes, too.”

“You can leave the technological development to Memorial, sister. I’m sure we can work out an arrangement between Equestrian businesses and the businesses of other countries to send their best and brightest,” Luna said.

“If funds is what you need, we have no prior funding commitments, my personal treasury can aid you, so long as We can get something out of it, I can even let… Memoria was it, into the restricted section of my interdimensional library. So how about a technology sharing treaty, and exchange of technology we are both missing. Also seeing as Princess Twilight and Nectar happen to have a scholarly interest in our fauna and flaura how about a limited movement of peoples pact, I say limited because as Twilight and Nectar have explained our world is a dangerous one, while the cities and towns are safe. The plains are a different story what with the eridium and the monsters from other worlds combined. Going there is essentially suicide for anyone but the strongest of warriors or an army.” Palutena suggested her hands clasped in front of her, her elbows resting on her knees.

“That would be amaz-!” the both exclaimed, only for some scolding glares from Celestia and Luna to cut them off. They both calmed down before Alicorn Twilight began. “I think that would be a fantastic idea. Not only could that knowledge improve your weapons and defenses, but also we could help improve your standard of living with whatever we could come across.”

“I think we can set up more though,” Nectar added. “From what I understand the monsters in your land are often used as raw material for the creation of weapons and armor. If we sent you our firearms and magic items, and you used those to send us back whatever materials you can gather either from the wildlife, including any flora and mineral deposits, we can work with those and send the results back to you… after extensive testing, of course.”

“Interesting proposition, if we are doing that we might as well also include a trade agreement, a question occurs how many of your people like to go anthro, I ask because myself and my Rarity are in business partnership selling anthropomorphic lingerie and clothes Palutena’s Secret. And I also have a store where I sell spells Palutena’s spells,” She explained holding up a dodecahedral crystal that holds the holo-shop, “I have reverse engineered fictional spells to work in reality, in doing so I have a long list of spells, both utility and combat, my worshipers are also craftsman and artists this could expand their metaphorical reach. This could be a very profitable,”

“Um… before we go any further, are we talking permanent changes. I mean, I would enjoy if my Twilight looked like yours,” Nectar trailed off a bit, giving the other Twilight a look, drooling a bit. “But with enough training in changeling magic, she could do that on her own.”

Palutena chuckled warmly, “As a service I can permanently transform her into an anthro, into anything in fact, if that is her wish, and with her permission of course. Or I could give her a timed transformation spell, that would only last a short while. And while we are talking transformation I can turn you into a pony if that is your wish? But Palutena’s secret isn't about selling transformations just clothing” Palutena explained.

“Uh, no. I very much enjoy being a changeling, but I just wanted to know about the options.”

“Also, a thought occurs,” the pony Luna cut in. “Though we are technically making trade agreements between your Equestria and Memorial, we are able to include Equestria and speak on behalf of the other nations because of how closely we all interact and how much we trust each other. Would the other nations in your reality not hold some concern if they saw your Equestria advancing by leaps and bounds, especially in taming the wildlife and military power?”

“Velaria of the Zephyr, and Valfyre are directly allied with equestria, the minotaur attacked Ponyville and so relations there aren’t really a concern. The Northern Reindeer stick to themselves they are very isolationist. Neighpon is a vassal of Equestria, so they’ll benefit anyway, the hippogriff recently integrated with Equestria, dragons are dragons in that they are isolationist and prideful, so either they’ll see it as a challenge or attack then again they don’t really keep up with the politics of “Lesser Races”” Palutena grumbled.

“The Abbysians, horses, zebra, Donkey, buffalo, Diamond Dogs are either allied or part of Equestria as independent city states. “ Palutena sighed trying to remember the rest, “ Elementals, only care about the planet’s well being and not much else, Breezies are in their own world, Centaurs and Gargoyle’s rarely leave their home country on the other side of the world, like the Breezies the Fae folk stick to the feywilds. The Apes and Gorrilla’s would relish the business opportunity, they share a continent with the Centaur and Gargoyle’s, they are a largely federal bureaucracy, the others either live among the other species or are strictly nomadic, the Kobolds with the dragons for example.”

“Interesting. So long as you focus on making your own lands safer and don’t upset the natural balance of the world too much, I think you’ll be safe. Also, I don’t know if it will work quite as well on your world considering your resources, but here in our world we’re trying to make it so that technology and magic compliment and synergize with each other, rather than one having dominance. But I’m sure you’ve already thought of that,” the pony Celestia commented.

“Some of our technology incorporated magic already though magical purist push back as much as they can,” Palutena replied.

At that moment Gilgamesh came back through a hole in reality. “Ok, I guess that’s settled,” he said, dusting himself off.

“So, what’d you do with the temple?” Alicorn Twilight asked.

“I made an island chain in the middle of the ocean surrounded by a never-ending thunderstorm, and also left Susano-o’s Ama-no-Habakiri there. I imbued it with some of his powers, and I enchanted the island so I’d know if anyone reached it so I could personally decide if they’re someone I want holding onto it,” he replied.

“Don’t you mean ‘your powers and your weapon’?” Lumi asked.

“As far as I’m concerned I’m just holding onto them for Susano-o until he wants them back. I don’t want to become dependent on this new supposed ‘godhood’ of mine. Speaking of, Palu, I want to let me help you and me with something.”

“sure, but what exactly?” Palutena asked tilting her head to the side.

Gilgamesh sighed. “Well… I know it wasn’t exactly your fault, what with you being forced to, but… you ate a few gods. Gods that have family, friends, and that were part of organizations… all which might be very pissed about that, especially now that Dollette isn’t around to scare them. And so, I think it might be best if we try to smooth things out with some of them… and, if we’re lucky, get a few allies in the process,” he smirked.

“I suppose,” Palutena replied with a grimace, “this is not going to be pleasant, but fine, lead the way, but I expect you to be a good escort and protect me from the metaphorical pitchforks and torches if this goes south, seeing as i don’t have experience holding back as you no doubt noticed during our fight it’s either off or on, oh while i remember,” Palutena held up her hand and and said “Lock!”

“Oh by the way that is just sealing my power before our fight a family friend laid a blood seal on me and a spell that causes me unfading pain if i think of assimilating, arrrghhh!” Palutena fell on the floor, as her body was wracked by the curse, “Well looks like you got a demonstration,” Palutena panted as she stood back up. “Damn that hurts.”

“Um… Okay, I think I’m going to try and process this here… You were forced to eat gods, and that gave you a hunger for gods, and now you cast a spell on yourself so that if you think of eating gods it hurts?” Nectar asked, looking stunned.

“No I didn't cast it, Rin did, she didn’t like that I was relying on willpower alone to stop assimilating as I folded so easily under temptation and hunger, so to stop me going Galactus on the gods of the multiversal she installed a magical shock collar and she used blood magic to seal my power(that chant I said at the start of our fight), I agreed to it because I couldn't trust my self control. I can eat gems, and they're full of nutrients, the seal leaves me about half of my full reserves and my minor aspects are working about seventy five percent efficiency.” Palutena explained she blinked and made an o face as she remembered, “oh and Gilgamesh you owe me an aged fire ruby to replace the one you took.” Palutena grumbled

“I’m surprised you’re not making as much of a big deal about this,” Pony Celestia said to her husband.

“Honestly, my mind is running through so many ways this can bring chaos that I just want to sit back and watch,” he said, slurping a cactus. “Mmmm, the quenchiest.”

“That sounds like the kind of action Flux would take, not you,” she noted.

“Meh. Gotta learn from the younger generation, need to stay up to date with all the current methods of chaos,” he admitted. Celestia just giggled.

“Okay, so first thing’s first, need to know our options. Can you… expel the lives you’ve eaten?” Gilgamesh asked.

“no, not as they were, not with their memories or powers but I can at least set them up in my afterlife and then can start recycling the life I got from doing that thing that shall not be named. The sole exception was while I was corrupted was that frankly weird time a literally rebirthed Harmony and Pandora a chaos goddess from Kid icarus, I kept their aspects, power and a copy of their memories but they retained their knowledge and memories for some odd reason, but they are the exception. The rest became fully integrated and apart of myself. Oh and while I remember, you’re gonna need extra protection spells as a fertility, life, motherhood and pregnancy goddess contact during sex is likely to boost everyone's fertility.” Palutena warned, “not that I wouldn't love to give pony Luna foals or have yours Gilgy.”

“No, okay, no. I already had one illegitimate kid that I wasn’t there for the first fifteen years of his life that I’m desperately trying to make up for, I’m not going to be a deadbeat dad to anyone else,” Gilgamesh sighed. “Okay, so it was a bit to take, but are you saying that you may be able to… birth reincarnations of the entities you ate, just without their aspects?”

“Maybe but those were odd circumstances as it was so that might have been a one off fluke, and I don’t feel like personally birthing hundreds of thousands of kids.” Palutena replied

“Damn, ladies just can’t stay off him, can they?” Discord chuckled.

“We’re dealing with gods, Palu, beings used to being worshipped by mortals for simply being in their presence. I don’t doubt that many of them still see us as exactly that: mere mortals. Can we have to come up with something to placate them with, even if it's only promises,” Gilgamesh said. “... Maybe in that library of yours could be the information we need. Perhaps even creating artificial bodies for the souls to inhabit after removing them from your body, aspects intact or not,” he muttered to himself.

“I honestly don’t care if they see us as mortal or not, but I can atleast get behind calming them down, as for my Library perhaps,” Palutena thought aloud.

“Okay then, I think we need to get started on that. Oh but first… I’m gonna need to correct something. Um… sorry in advance,” Gilgamesh winced.

Palutena looked confused. “Sorry about wha-?” she tried to ask before she felt something burst out of her chest, piercing through both her front and back.

Before she could scream Gilgamesh put his hands on her, glowing with green light. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I am so sorry!” he repeated as he closed up the wounds on her body, numbing the pain as well.

“Hello pain my old friend,” Palutena whimpered in response.

“You know, I would complain about you memeing everything, but I’m not one to talk,” Gilgamesh groaned, finishing her healing.

“WHAT WAS THAT!?” Anthro Celestia screamed in anger.

“Um…” Gilgamesh hesitated before clearing his throat. “So I didn’t know about the ‘three commands’ thing, so I had to think up a different way to get Dollette to drop her guard. So I implanted some nail bullets into her so I could pierce her heart and kill her whenever I felt it was best. That would hopefully shock Dollette enough, what with her investing so much time and effort into making Palu a void dweller, that it would give me the opening to steal her power and banish her like I did. And then Luna would jump in and heal Palutena, or at least revive her well enough that we could help her recover.”

Anthro Celestia glared at Gilgamesh, and made a note of something on a piece of parchment that she sent back to her pocket dimension.

“Well there better not be anymore pain or such things because Pally has suffered enough,” Celestia said as she and Lumi dragged her into their embrace,

“Once again, sorry,” Gilgamesh apologized, bowing.

“Wait, what was that about nail bullets?” Anthro Twilight asked.

“Oh, um my Stand, Tusk, let’s me fire out my fingernails and toenails as weapons. And after they land the holes can move until the reach their intended targets before piercing at my command,” he explained.

“Wait, when did that happen? I think I would’ve known noticed something like that,” Palutena said.

“It was back in the first round when I shoved my fingers into your mouth. I exploded the blast of magic so the pain would cover their entry, and then hit you in the chest with the Hamon Rasengan to cover the pain of them moving to your heart.”

“... So after that, you could’ve killed me at any time?” she asked, stunned.

“Well, after you absorbed all those Servants I figured your muscle mass and density would’ve increased, which is why I punched you in the chest a few times to ass more momentum to the nail bullets, but other than that… yeah, basically.”

“... Damn Gilgy, you scary!” she joked.

“Well hey, that’s why you should be happy to have me on your side!” he smiled back.

Palutena chuckled nervously, “yeah, happy,” she muttered walking over to Pony Luna, Gilgamesh and her family.

“now we shall bid you our farewells, don't worry about Luna or Gilgamesh myself, Celestia and Lumi will be ahem borrowing them for a while,” Palutena emphasised as she groped Luna’s flank and Gilgamesh’s butt. Gilgamesh had time to utter “Wait, what?” before disappearing with a lusty smirk on her lips.

Everyone was left to stand there and process for a moment before Discord chuckled. “Well, if he sires another foal, at least Luna won’t be surprised by it this time,” he smirked.

A paper airplane hit Discord in the head,

if that does happen I won't let them grow up without a Father and my temple can help as it contains a portal network of my temples.”

Two hours later Palutena, the revive Twilights and Gilgamesh was working through the books to see what can be done with the souls or at the very least placate the gods and goddesses that had lost their champion to her.

“Hm… I suppose a Gigai would be best for a new vessel, as they function basically the same as a regular body,” Gilgamesh muttered, looking up how to create the artificial shells. “Maybe we can use a form of Gikogan that can expel the original soul. How about you, Lulu? Got anything on separating souls?”

Luna sighed. “Nothing yet, at least not that would require massive amounts of time, energy, and could possibly harm the host. However, this book on ‘Psychonauts’ has given me some ideas. If we can’t separate their souls from her, perhaps we could at least separate their consciousnesses. Of course that would mean we’d separate them from their souls, and I don’t know what kind of effects that would have, especially with things like reincarnation.”

“We’ll put that one under the ‘maybe’s’. And you, Palu?”

“Haven't found much in the way of legitimate ways to do this closest would be any soul fragments not fully absorbed would have to be merged blanked then I would have to repurpose it using a golem or necromancy which I am a total noob at, “ she scoffed.

“Actually, we might want to look into that. The Nosferatu Tome from Fire Emblem uses the transfer of life energy to do damage to the enemy while healing oneself, and can be done in reverse to heal others. That’s what Lulu was going to do to you in the initial plan. Robin, the guy who taught us the art, accidentally created zombies in his early tinkering with his powers, so we may be able to pull something off. A little bit of FF revival spells or something similar, and we might have a workable option here,” Gilgamesh explained with a little excitement.

“Honestly I would prefer actual life to unlife and we would still need a container or a physical body. Even if we went that route, ” Palutena explained with a huff.

“Well, we might have to make some concessions for the moment if we want to keep their souls from completely merging with you for the time being, and we can come up with a less zombified solution later. Even still, I’m glad we’ve got a starting point to work from,” he said with some hope… before sighing. “Now the hard part: convincing the other pantheons to go along with it. I’d like to pay a visit to the Shinto Pantheon first, as Susano-o gifted me with his own powers, so I think we can kill two birds with one stone there.” He then approached Palutena. “Now Palu, remember we’re trying to make a good impression with a culture known for tradition and respect of one’s elders, so to be on your best behavior. Especially none of that ‘you’re the Goddess of the Sun, but I’m the Goddess of Light, so I’m better than you’ stuff you pulled with your fiance. Play nice and I’ll give you a biscuit later,” he teased in a babyish tone, patting her on the head like she was some kind of pet.

Palutena deadpanned, “when did I say I was better than her, all I stated was a fact that light is a fundamental force of the multiverse and that the sun is included. Which is why I was ranked at tier 1 I didn't choose to be tier 1, I mean you're obviously a better combatant but you’d never call your wife weak. So don't think I would do that to ‘tia either,” Palutena finished levelling a chilling glare at Gilgamesh.

“Oh chillax, Palu, just ribbing you! Geez, maybe we should hold of on the Greeks and the Nords for a while. Faust knows they’re not gonna hold back on the insults,” Gilgamesh muttered.

“Already met a Mars in the tournament grounds. He was naked.” Palutena grumbled as she recounted the odd encounter.

“That’s Roman, not Greek. Also… don’t wanna know.”

“same god different name,” Palutena replied

“Yeah, you’d think it would be that simple, wouldn’t you,” he mumbled in an annoyed tone. “Well, stupid differences aside, dress your best, and let’s make the trip. Lulu-”

“Already on it,” his wife said, using her changeling powers to go anthro again and giving herself a sparkling midnight blue kimono with with black highlights, her mane tied back in a bun and held together with two black and gold hairpins. Around her waist was a black sash, tied into a large ribbon on the back, and on her feet were silver geta sandals with black straps. Finishing the look was her cutie mark on both sleeves.

“Oh, I love you so much,” he said in a dazed tone.”

“Just let me shift into a kimono,” Palutena said as her form shifted into a five layered kimono dark blue in color, underneath that was a white layer, a black layer followed again with a white layer and then a blue again. The low blue layer and black layer had a golden trim. The kimono hung off her shoulders defying gravity revealing her cleavage. On top of her chest sat a black bow with golden orange accents and a golden medallion in the center. Either side under the bow where two large white tassels and around her neck was a golden choker which had three thin rectangular lines angled down towards a horizontal line of three diamond shapes. Her hair was tied back into a ponytail by two large dark blue ribbons, she wore a crown shaped like a golden lotus blossom with three pins on both sides that pointed outward in opposite directions they each ended in golden hibiscus flowers, gold chains hung from each pin every so often a cherry blossom interrupted the chain three on max on each. Each golden chain ended in a tiny golden Bell on her legs she wore black thigh high tabi socks and two black getta with crimson red ties.

“Oh man, Disney would kill to patent that look,” Gilgamesh joked before magicing his own red and gold kimono he was wearing when they first met onto himself.

“Too bad it's already patented by kinoko nasu and likely the Japanese as this is the kimono belonging to tamamo no mae a kitsune version of amaterasu who gave up her divinity because she was fascinated by humans, gets married to a shogun who she served dutifully but in the end when he falls ill she is outed as a kitsune by an exorcist and blamed for his illness despite not being responsible, her story ends when she is hunted down by the shogun’s forces in a wheat field where she begs to be left alone before she is pierced by many arrows. She died in despair and alone.” Palutena lectured on the origins of her kimono.

The whole time she was talking Gilgamesh was searching the web on his phone to know what she was talking about. “... Why’d you become Palutena? It seems like you’d be more obsessed with a Fate character considering all the references you’re making.”

“Heh I didn't really have a choice you see my sister had bought the costumes as we tend to go together as a pair so the Halloween that I left home, was the time she wanted to mix things up so we role reversed me as Palutena and her as Pitt. What she didn't tell me is she got them from a shady merchant and once I had finished putting it on I was transported to Equestria,” with a heavy sigh she continued, “before you ask how I was convinced to cross play blame the dreaded puppy dog pout, so I caved to the only close blood relative I had left.”

“The power of moe is not to be underestimated,” Gilgamesh nodded. “Anyway, do you have a heading, or should we start looking?”

“We should just start looking,” Palutena replied with a huff.

“Ok, well… I might have an idea,” he sighed. “Knowledge of existence, don’t fail me now,” he muttered. He closed his eyes summoning a small whirlwind around him, his body crackling with electricity, before his eyes show open, glowing with all the colors of the rainbow. His power flared, levitating a bit as the wind and electricity grew stronger for a moment before it all stopped and he fell to his knees. “Whoo boy, that ain’t easy!” he panted.

“Ok, what was that?” Palutena asked as Luna helped him up.

“Used a little bit of my power of Understanding so I could trace my new god powers to their origin. Now it’s like I’ve been there before, which means I can cut a path there,” he answered, catching his breath and steadying himself as he got up. “Ok, so ready to go? Remember to put on your best stoic, meditative expression.”

“I don’t think I can do stoic, it tends to go against my nature, but I’ll try. Though if I start looking constipated I am stopping,” Palutena affirmed as she latched onto Gilgamesh.

“Just think non-sexy thoughts,” he joked before using his naginata to cut a hole in the air and the three of them hopped in. After the weapon pulled them some distance he could feel that they had reached their destination and cut open another rift.

“I am currently a goddess of sex, fertility, pregnancy and motherhood, my very being is sexy thoughts and actions,” Palutena complained

The three of them found themselves outside a massive Shinto palace, the size of small town. It had a massive building in the center reminiscent of a shrine and eight floors. They couldn’t see all of it however, as it was surrounded by a massive wall with eight slightly less magnificent guard towers, each with four levels and several small slits to fire projectiles from. In front of them was a massive gate, either door the size of a small apartment complex, with a large Shimenawa rope hanging in front of it the width of a car. Also, while it looked like it was all made of wood, the walls were golden, the support pillars red, and the roofs orange. All of them sparkled from the brilliant light radiating from the palace.

“Thank goodness Celestia isn’t this ostentatious,” Luna muttered.

“San, ni, ichi…” Gilgamesh muttered under his breath. In the next instant all of them were surrounded by shinobi who, despite being garbed in blue, were apparently so good at stealth that it was hard to see them anyway. They were all wielding sickles, chain weapons, or swords that seemed to radiate subtly with a feeling of death. “Yup, like I thought.”

“Why are you counting down in Japanese?”

Gilgamesh shrugged. “Felt it fit the theme.”

“Konbanwa minnasantachi Ametarasu himegami wa dokoka?” Palutena asked. [Evening sirs where can we find Ametarasu?]

The shinobi refused to answer, but a moment later the gates opened and came several samurai dressed in full armor and mempo masks, their armor having a slight gleam to it that was almost unnoticed due to the radiating power of the palace, wielding naginatas and katanas. From the nearby guard towers arquebus barrels stuck out and archers peeked over the top. As if that wasn’t enough the wind began to howl and the sky darkened with thunderclouds.

“It looks like my infamy proceeds me,” Palutena stated dryly through a deadpan expression.

“Soko ni tomaruyo!” [Stop right there!] Two voiced boomed out. From the skies descended two beings. One looked like a small green imp, or even a young boy, with a large white scarf flowing from his neck, dressed in black shorts with a red string as a belt. His eyes were hazel, his hair brown and looked like a mop-top, except it was parted to either side to reveal his large horn on his forehead. The other was a large woman with white skin, the boy barely being the size of her head, wearing a black short skirt with a red string belt. Around her ankles and wrists were golden rings that seemed to hover around her limbs instead of dangling from them, and a golden circlet that kept her wild, brown, back-length hair away from her face. Levitating behind her was a ring of drums that, and flowing from her chest around her back was a green ribbon, the only thing barely covering her breasts. Her eyes were golden and she wore red eye shadow, two large horns extended from her head, and her body was extremely well built. She wielded a black yawara in each hand and both hovered down on black storm clouds.

“Ware ware ga Fuujin soshite Raijinyo!” the small boy announced. [We are Fuujin and Raijin!]

“Ware ware ga hogo-sha no tengoku!” the woman added. [We are the guardians of heaven!]

“Dono yōna mokuteki no tame ni anata no shibito wa, kono mottomo shinseina tochi ni chikadzuku nodesu ka?” they both demanded. [For what purpose do you mortals dare approach this most holy of lands!?]

“Oh my Faust, it’s the Fuujin and Raijin versions from Oboro Muramasa,” Gilgamesh muttered under his breath, trying to contain his smile. He then cleared his throat and stepped forwards, standing his naginata at his side before holding his other hand in front of him like a monk. He gathered his power and dispelled the howling winds and the storm clouds, not including the clouds the two gods were sitting on, surprising them all. “I am Gilgamesh, High King of my Equus, and ruler of Memorial. I am he who has been entrusted with the powers of Susano-o no Mikoto. I wish to speak with Amaterasu-sama to discuss our futures.”

[Feh, leave it to that brash idiot to gift some random with his powers. Couldn’t even pick one that spoke our language,] Raijin spat.

“You know, just because I don’t speak fluent Japanese doesn’t mean I can’t understand you,” he told them.

“That makes one of us,” Luna muttered, trying to keep up.

“They are Raijin and Fuujin and as guardians of heaven they are asking why we are here,” Palutena helpfully summarised.

“We mean no harm, and and only wish to speak,” Gilgamesh added.

“Heh… How interesting,” Fuujin chuckled, switching to English. He then motioned to one of shinobi to head inside, likely to get permission. The shinobi disappeared with a flash of speed while the others held their ground. “We’ll see what happens then.”

[Why are you humoring them? We should-] Raijin began.

“Now Rai-chan, we should be good hosts and speak their language,” Fuujin cut her off. “Besides, if he really was anointed by Susano-o-Sama, then it’s not our call.”

Raijin blushed. “You know I don’t like you calling me that in public…” she muttered, her voice sounding much more girlish. “Fine then! I can’t wait to see Amaterasu-Sama toss you all out!” she shouted, switching back to her more boisterous tone.

Palutena felt an urge to say I’d like to see my counterpart try! But bit her tongue and sat down in the seiza position.

They took off their shoes before entering meeting room, leaving Luna slightly perplexed.

Seeing this Palutena explained, “Japanese have a rule on entering a house take off your shoes you then wear just socks or are given slippers, a tatami style room like this not even slippers are allowed only socks,”

Gilgamesh just nodded and sat down in the traditional seiza position as well, resting his naginata at his side before resting his hands in his lap. Luna, taking that as her cue, did the same.

“Don’t worry Luna as a foreign non-japanese guest you aren’t expected to sit in the seiza,” Palutena informed her

“Perhaps, but I believe the expression is ‘when in Rome, do as the Romans do,’” she replied.

“Okay but for those unused to sitting like this you can expect a lot of pain especially if you do it wrong,” Palutena added with concern

“I see. Well, could you perhaps teach me?” she asked, looking a little embarrassed.

“I can, stand up first, you slowly one knee at a time ease yourself down twist your feet so your toes are pointing towards each other angled down so they make a v shape and then you let your feet roll forward as you sit so that the soles of your feet cradle your butt, don’t rush it and you shouldn’t hurt yourself, though this is the proper method it takes years to get used to this sitting style, Luckily for you this is only usually used in formal meetings or tea ceremonies.” Palutena explaining as she demonstrated for Luna.

Luna repeated the motions and managed to take the position successfully, though it was obvious she felt uncomfortable. “I need to try stretching in this form more,” she muttered.

“Oh and important etiquette, when they enter the room you bow deeply you won't be expected to rise so a half bow is all you can do, then you need to introduce yourself first, this is not a form of supplication this is just being polite.”

“I see. Thank you for telling me, I’d hate to be disrespectful. Although perhaps someone could’ve told me that all already,” she gave her husband a glare.

“... Sorry,” he apologized, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

Despite all the talking the messenger still hadn’t returned. Raijin huffed, bored, and began to start fiddling with her drums. Sensing her frustration, Fuujin summoned some clouds and made a koto out of them, playing some tunes as well. The two of them then started to actually play some music… some distinctly non-japanese sounding music. Gilgamesh smirked and produced a flute from his sleeve and started playing along. Despite looking embarrassed, Raijin didn’t stop playing, and the three of them kept going for some time until the shinobi finally came back, whispering into Fuujin’s ear.

“Well, it seems she’s willing to talk. Use those lessons well, moon pony,” he said. The Shinobi all vanished in an instant, the archers and arquebusiers all retracted their weapons, and the samurai parted a path for them, sheathing their swords and resting their naginatas in less aggressive positions.

The three of them rose and bowed, Gilgamesh grabbing his naginata as he rose, deciding not to question why none of them were trying to take it from him. The gates opened and rows of samurai lined the path. As the three walked inside they noticed the soldiers were funnelling them in one direction, cutting off any route they didn’t want the guests to take. After about ten minutes of walking the were finally led to a door with two hulking guards the size of trees. One of them slid the door open, revealing an empty throne room with tatami flooring. Gilgamesh and Palutena quietly kicked off their sandals, and Luna followed their lead before stepping inside, the guards closing the door behind them. They each took their spot on one of the pillows presented to them and waited.

“This has gone unexpectedly well so far,” Luna noted.

“Expecting us to screw something up before the negotiations even start?” Gilgamesh chuckled.

“Well considering your personality and this cultures emphasis on tradition and routine,” she playfully taunted back.

“On the contrary, he’s much more well behaved than my brother,” came a feminine voice who’s tone could only be called “authoritative.” The false wall at the end of the room slid open, aided by two shrine priestesses dressed in the traditional red and white garb, one with jet black hair and the other with pure white. This was completely overshadowed by the Sun goddess, her body radiating light, making it difficult to see her she stepped forwards before taking her seat, her radiance finally receding enough to see her. He hair was golden and shining, held back by a gold twelve-pointed hairpiece, and possessed an aura that seemed to make it look like it was made of fire. She wore eight layers of kimono, the first layer being white and the rest in the colors, and order, of the rainbow. Her eyes were a golden yellow, while her pupils were white and her sclera black, and she wore deep red eyeshadow that popped out against her white skin. Her expression was impassive, without the slightest hint of emotion.

Palutena rose and performed a half bow which Amaterasu mirrored, “Hajimemashite Parutena to moushimasu [this is the first time we meet, my name is Palutena.]

“Kochirakoso Ametarasu to moushimasu, waga hoka no jiko” [I should be the one saying that my other self, my name is Ametarasu.]

Luna smiled nervously, afraid she’d just have to pretend she understood again. “Don’t worry, they’re just introducing themselves to each other,” Gilgamesh whispered.

“I apologize, I did not mean to exclude you,” Amaterasu made a slight bow in apology. “I hope you would not be opposed to tea.”

“Yes, please,” she nodded. She motioned for the white haired miko to bring a tea set down to them and performed the ceremony in front of them. After about two or three minutes of performing the duties quietly it was finally finished, pouring a cup for all three of them before retreating back to her post after giving her mistress her own cup. Luna took the cup and savored the scent before taking a sip, sighing contently. “Thank you very much.”

Palutena took the cup offered to her holding the cup underneath and to the side breathing in the scent, “ itadakimasu,” Palutena suddenly said and took a sip slurping loudly, “Aaa natsukashi kaori desu, watashi wa Kore o nogashita aji,” [Ahh this is a nostalgic scent, I missed this taste]

Gilgamesh meanwhile stayed silent, taking the tea and sniffing it ever so slightly before taking the tiniest of sips. After a moment of seeming to analyse what he was feeling he took another sip before setting it down, quietly bowing in thanks. <<I’ll let you lead for now. Don’t forget to offer Kagatsuchi’s sword back.>> he communicated to Palutena.

“Gilgamesh san, is the tea not to your liking?” Amaterasu asked with a frown,

Gilgamesh flinched, not expecting be spoken to. “No, not at all Amaterasu-sama, it was excellent. It’s just that…” he chuckled. “I’m honestly more concerned I’m going to say something to offend you by accident, so I thought to best to stay quiet.”

Amaterasu’s frown deepened, “You need not lie to spare my feelings young one,”

Palutena elbowed Gilgamesh and in a hissing stage whispered to him, “Slurping tea and broth in soups or noodles is good manners in japan as it means you are enjoying it as slurping makes it taste better, it’s not bad manners like in the west.”

“Oh, um, right. I think I remember hearing that before,” he sighed. “This what I get for only doing business meetings with European countries,” he muttered under his breath. “I apologize, Amaterasu-san, it’s just… Godhood. It’s not something I ever thought I’d have, an then it’s suddenly dropped into my lap. I already know I was ageless before, but this still feels… different. Please excuse my inexperience,” he bowed in apology again.

“Raise your head, Gilgamesh I will not fault you for being unfamiliar to our customs, our other self over there instructing you has no excuses though so if you slip up I will call you on it,” Amaterasu glared playfully at Palutena, who groaned slightly at the playful rebuke.

<<I think I like her more already,>> he teased Palutena.

Palutena rolled her eyes and sighed, this is what I get for being nice, she grumbled internally as she started drinking her tea loudly slurping with her eyes closed finishing her cup with a loud gasp of air, “ocha ga oishite, gochisou sama deshita” [This tea was delicious, thanks for the meal,]

Palutena called Amaterasu’s attention, “Amaterasu, I came to return a weapon I claimed from one of your family, Ame no Tsurugi” Palutena knelt and bowed lifting her open palms above her head as a flame spread out into the shape of the sword and sheath.

Palutena waited for the sword to be taken from her with her head down as was custom when giving a sword to a higher ranking person.

“I greatly appreciate you returning this to me. However, I do believe it may be more suited to your hands,” Amaterasu replied. “I only request that you not wield it in a wanton manner, and that you never use it to strike at myself or my court.”

“Well I had no plan to do so, the only reason I fought Kagutsuchi was because it was a tournament,” Palutena replied lifting her head as the sword returned back whence it came.

“I believe Gilgamesh has something he wants to talk to you about,” Palutena said using her head to get him to move over to them. Gilgamesh exhaled to gather himself before stepping forwards. “So, first of-”

Before he could finish the door behind them was kicked down, causing everyone to turn to see what happened. “Ammyyyyyyyyyy! What’s taking so looooooong!?” came a loud and feminine voice. Behind them was a woman with somewhat tanned skin, her black hair given a hime-cut for the front and tied into twintails in the back, and her eyes were a stunning violet. What stood out, however was what she wore: Pink denim short-shorts showed off her long slender legs and wes held up with a sparkling silver belt covered with clear bedazzled jewels. Her toe socks ran up to her knees, seafoam and crimson horizontal stripes, with neon blue and red glow-rings hanging from her ankles and wrists. Around her neck were several holy rosary beads necklaces, though the colors made them look more like they belonged at Mardi Gras, and her earrings had hanging pearls. Around her eyes was crimson red eyeshadow and her lipstick was colored the same. Finishing off the look was a black t-shirt, cut to show off her mid-riff, with “Tribute Booze, I’m Divine” in pink across her chest. In one hand she had a cup, and in the other a sake jug. “You said we’d have time todaaay! You promiiiiiiiised!” she whined as she stumbled in, face flushed red. After taking a few steps she noticed the three guests. “OH! I didn’t know we had visitors! WELCOMING PARTY! SAKE ALL AROUND!” she cheered.

“... Oh sweet Faust, you have your own Pinkie Pie,” Gilgamesh muttered.
“Oh be nice Gilgamesh, I doubt she has seizures and uses them to predict the future or does anything Pinkie Pie would do,” Palutena rebuked him.

“Hey, I didn’t say I was complaining,” he whispered back.

“Uzume, please, have some courtesy?” Amaterasu asked, exasperation slipping out of her perfect stoic expression.

“‘Uzume’?” Gilgamesh asked. “As is ‘Ame-no-Uzume-no-Mikoto’? Goddess of the dawn, mirth, and partying?”

“Aw, no need for formal titles, big guy!” she insisted, leaning on his body. “Here, have a drink!” she handed him the whole jug.

“Um, I don’t think that’d be best right now,” he replied, still taken aback by her attitude and attire.

“Aw come on, live a little! Do I have to strip for you like I did for Ammy?”

“What?” Luna asked, taken aback.

“Uzume…” Amaterasu glowered. Gilgamesh meanwhile, struggled to keep a grin from his face.

“Oh, so it was the striptease that brought her out of the cave?” he asked, struggling to hold back laughter. At that moment Luna felt a sudden need to fix the door leading to the room, quickly propping it back up and magicing it into place.

“Uzume-chan, some sense of decorum please,” Amaterasu stressed.

“Aww Ammy, you know I hate in when you’re all high strung up!” Uzume complained, stumbling over to the Sun Goddess before hugging her. “Come on, let’s go to your fungeoun and unwind!”

“Her what!?” Luna asked, her mental image of the respectable goddess in front of her crumbling.

“AME-NO-UZUME, THAT IS NOT SOMETHING TO DISCUSS OPENLY!” Amaterasu shouted back, her face actually blushing with white-hot light.

“Oh come on, the whole court knows by now! How couldn’t they with how many times you invite your little miko toys?” Uzume continued, winking at the two mikos who blushed and looked away, otherwise remaining the same. At this point Gilgamesh’s face was red as she struggled to hold back his laughter.

“IT’S THE PRINCIPLE OF THE THING!” the sun goddess shouted back. Uzume ignored her and nuzzled against her cheek. She noticed Gilgamesh struggling and sighed. “Just go ahead.”

“No… No… Just… give me a second,” he managed to squeak out as he restrained himself. After a few deep breaths, and some chuckles, he finally managed to fight it down before releasing a sigh. “Heh… Oh wow, I really needed that. I didn’t realize how nervous I was.”

“Well, I suppose she has helped somewhat then. Continuing on, what was it you wished to tell me?” she asked, trying to regain her composure despite Uzume actively rubbing up against her.

“Of course. First of all, regarding the Ama-no-Habakiri that Susano-o-Sama gave me. It is currently back in a temple on my world, enshrined and imbued with some of his power. I intended to leave it for those who might be deemed worth both in strength and character so that they may wield it well, but I have not told this to the masses yet. If you would prefer it returned, I would have no reservations about doing so.”

“So that’s why you did that, well that’s going to open up a huge can of worms Gilgamesh I hope you realise that?” Palutena commented seriously.

“What do you mean? I imbued it with Susano-o’s power, which means I can take it away as well. I’m might be willing to give my subjects power, but I’m not dumb enough to leave it in a state that could easily be turned against me or those I care about.”

“Well I meant that it would cause a power struggle amongst the mortals, godhood is an enticing prospect,”

“That’s why I put in on an island out in the middle of the ocean surrounded by a perpetual thunderstorm and enchanted the location so that I would immediately know if anyone got there so I can personally see if I want them having it. And I only imbued it with a part of Susano-o’s power, I’m still holding on to most of it.”

Palutena shrugged, “fair enough, if you need help if things get out of hand I can give you a hand.”

“And I offer my help to you as well in any situation,” he nodded before turning back to Amaterasu. “And to you as well. But next issue I wanted to address is the results of Palutena’s… dietary concerns. Specifically, who’s missing from your pantheon right now because of Dollette’s machinations.”

Palutena winced rubbing the back of her neck in embarrassment, “Ah yes that. I must apologise for the loss of Kagutsuchi, not really my finest moment.”

“But not entirely her fault,” Gilgamesh stressed. “Even still, we wish to inform you we are trying to find some way to separate and resurrect the souls she has consumed… for given values of both words. We would like to have your input as well before we move forward. Any methods you might disapprove of or other such things.”

Amaterasu sighed explosively, “Honestly Kagutsuchi’s temper and her thirst for combat has become a problem, you needn’t bother resurrecting her, but if you can make her a mortal and make sure she can’t cause problems. If she learns her lesson I suppose she can have her powers and godhood back, in the meantime you Pally will take her role over in until she can redeem herself or until any children you have could succeed you.”

“Very well,” Palutena replied simply.

“Now I hear you are a connoisseur of alcoholic beverages,” Amaterasu smirked ringing a bell, a servant entered the room carrying a tray with several saki bottles and cups.

“~I feel a scene transition coming!” Gilgamesh sang.

“That poor fourth wall, so abused,” Palutena intoned solemnly.

Several days later Palutena returned to Gilgamesh’s world with a blushing Luna and a smug Gilgamesh knocking on the door to the crystal palace once again Nectar and Twilight groggily answered, “I believe these two belong to you,” Palutena smirked and had a little chuckle at her joke as she pointed a thumb at the kinky duo behind her.

“So how’d it go,” Twilight asked eying Luna,

“Oh the God thing that’s fine they all were pretty understanding, even got done earlier than I thought,” Palutena remarked

“Oh so why did it take so long?” Nectar asked curiously

“Immortal orgy,” Gilgamesh said simply. “With a goddess of partying.”

“... I didn’t know they had their own Pinkie Pie,” Twilight said.

“Yeah, I made that joke, too.”

“Yeah he’s on about Uzume chan, I guess you can call her their Pinkie as she is the goddess of festivals, she however is rated R-18, while Pinkie is TV - Y, freaking FCC,” Palutena commented emphatically.

“I dunno. Ours is dating Ultros,” Nectar muttered. “So… no other kids this time?”

“Ewwww, Ultros no. how does that even.” Palutena stuttered over the strange news

“I guess if mars can need women, I guess R’lyeh can need mares,” Palutena muttered to herself shaking her head and shuddering.

“I’m sure the writer will decide. Anyway, we’re now allied with one of the versions of the Shinto pantheon! I’m gonna need to hand out some required reading to everyone,” Gilgamesh declared. Twilight and Nectar both got excited at that, clapping their hooves together in glee. “As for you Palu, we’ll start talking with Griffonia. I’m sure they’ll be more than happy to sell you their six-shooters, double barrel shotguns, bolt action rifles, and repeater rifles.”

“Sounds cool in the meantime I’ve got to go back home, foals to look after, country to run, Fausts to slap.” Palutena shrugged, “You know same old same old.”

“Don’t forget deities to semi-resurrect. Though in the case of Sun Wukong we might want to revive him here in case his equine glamour is still up. You know, just so your fiance doesn’t hit on him.”

“Yeah, Yeah it’s on my exceptionally long to do list,” Palutena grumbled,

“Don’t feel bad about outsourcing some if it to us, ok? Our lives aren’t as booked as your right now,” Luna reminded.

“Thanks for the offer,” Palutena replied with another sigh

“Hey, I had to deal with leading a multi-national, multi-cultural, multi-species army during a war, and now trying to create, legislate, and govern both a new country and a world governing organization. If I can pull that off, I’m sure you can handle your problems,” Gilgamesh chuckled.

“Yeah, yeah… anyway take care you guys,” Palutena said she laid her right hand on Gilgamesh’s chest, Palutena smirked as her hand glowed white engulfing Gilgamesh briefly,

“I just bestowed on you a self transformation and limited light manipulation,” Palutena explained lifting her hand off Gilgamesh, “you can shapeshift into anything you can imagine, and control light around you.”

“Oh damn, it’s been so long since I’ve been gifted anything. Well, let me return the favor,” he said, holding his hand out in front of him. With some intense concentration and a flash of light, a small pink ribbon tied into a bow appeared in his hand. “You’ve played Final Fantasy, you know what this is,” he smiled as he handed it to her.

“Oh cool a ribbon….wait,” Palutena paused, “This is the one that protects against all status ailments and not that really weak sauce version,” Palutena asked seriously.

“Don’t worry, not only does do all that, it halves magic damage,” he assured her. “I’d suggest just wearing it in your hair with a ponytail or some kind of side-tie. Looks less conspicuous.”

“Okay, thank you,” Palutena replied as she tied her hair up in a ponytail.

“See you later,” she added before teleporting away.

“So… about that new pantheon we need to learn about?” Twilight asked, her and Nectar looking exciting.

Gilgamesh smirked. “It begins, as many storied do, with a man a woman being given a task from the gods. The siblings Izanagi and Izanami were ordered to create the islands of Japan. Then they were ordered to bang…”

Author's Notes:

The final chapter of the epic Gilgamesh crossover.