After I Transmigrated, I Inherited Uruk

[Completed, so feel free to dive in. There are lots of upcoming stories in my profile, so take a look if you'd like.] After transmigrating into the son of Gilgamesh recorded in the Sumerian King List, and the future sixth ruler of Uruk, little Ur-Ningal, who was a history buff in his previous life, finds himself with a lot of questions “Are the gods actually real?” “Wasn't Gilgamesh a tyrant? How did he die from overwork??” “Speaking of which, where's Enkidu, the mighty hero of six days and seven nights? ...Oh, I arrived too late.” Although he has a golden finger that lets him see (peek at) other people's inner (side) thoughts (monologues), one particular question remains unanswered. “...What does it take to become a worthy king?” In any case, why not explore first? “Th-this is what you call exploring? What did you do to Uruk?!” What is Athena's blessing? Where did the Black Goat of the Seven Shards come from? What are ability users and Saints? Wait! Why are there Japanese police officers and Super High School Levels here, too? And when did you get so close to Kingu?? Guda hears about those past events from their Servant, and their eyes shake with shock. #I'veSeenEverything #I'veNeverSeenAnythingLikeThis [Father and son, a loving relationship: OOC skit] Gilgamesh: “Hahahahaha! You're the sixth king of Uruk, descended from royal blood, and yet you wear a heart-print undershirt!” Ur-Ningal: “Funny, is it? Enkidu embroidered it for me. Do you have one, Father?” Gilgamesh: “You little brat! Have you lost your mind?!” There are some personal headcanons in this story. If you can't get into it, please don't force yourself. (Heart) My writing skills are limited. Everyone has different tastes, and I can't please them all. If this isn't for you, please don't force yourself to keep reading. Please don't put down characters in the comments. Those comments will be deleted, thanks. [Blurb recorded on August 1, 2020.] Theme: If you would wear the crown, you must bear its weight.