Enkidu is dead! The only friend I ever had! The man I loved more than anything in the world! Dead!
We were supposed to have such adventures together! To live a life of endless fun! And he's dead! Dead! DEAD!!!
I make all of Uruk and all neighbouring cities week for him. I refuse to bury him until the worms eat the body. I build a great statue to his memory. I can never be happy again. Enkidu is dead! Dead! Dead!!!
Should I accept it? Accept that there is nothing I can do? Except wait until the day when I join hm? But I am Gilgamesh! There is nothing I cannot do! Should I search for the secret of death? Should I try to conquer death itself? Or do something else?