There was perpetual darkness surrounding the lone body, it was as if the poor soul had wandered off and became lost. How it ended up here was beyond logical reasoning.

But amidst the constant darkness, a bright light pulsed vividly and casted the abyss aside. Clearing a straight path towards the unconscious soul, the holy light revealed itself to be a figure. Slowly striding up to the lost soul, it called out.

"Doctor, you can wake up now. Everything's going to be alright now that I'm here."

Speaking in the tone of an angel, the divine figure's words brushed over the immobile body and within seconds life began to crawl back in.

First a small cough came out, then a groan and more heavy coughs before the figure known as the Doctor stirred. Dizzy and confused, the young man opened his eyes for what felt like an eternity and looked around.

Confused by the environment, he felt unsafe, scared to say the least. Feeling a soft gentle touch caress his hand, he shifted his gaze to find his mysterious saviour comforting him.

"Are you alright, Doctor?" Their voice was smooth and caring, like a mother fawning over her newborn child.

Doctor? This person, they kept calling him Doctor. Is that who we was, is that how people referred to him? He wondered about the meaning of the name, but something was aloof. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember anything.

From the moment he woke up, he couldn't recall anything. His name and everything came up empty, as if his mind was a library but majority of the books were absent. All he knew was the moment that was now, this figure that was busy overlooking him.

"W-Where am I?" He croaked out in a low voice.

"Doctor, do you know who I am?" They asked him, the calm gentle look on their face made him feel at ease.

Gazing momentarily at the person's face, the Doctor squinted and pried his mind for an answer, but nothing came up. With a defeated look on his face, he slowly swayed his head from side to side.

The stranger looked at him, their expression turned into a pained one as they studied him up and down. Perhaps he meant something to them, judging by their expressions alone, he shared a close bond with them.

Recovering from the sudden revelation, the figure looked at him and changed the pained expression on their face into a relieved one.

"I'm…I'm just glad I managed to save you at least. There were so many risks with the process, but I guess this was the toll of prolonging your life…" They told him with a hint of sadness mixed with relief in their voice.

"Wait, save me? What do you mean? Who are you, what is this place? Tell me!" The Doctor's voice began to climb, fear and panic encroached into his feelings.

"I'll happily explain it all to you, please just calm yourself." They told him in a soothing tone while grasping both his hands.

As if on command, the uneasiness and fear that had began to build up within the doctor suddenly disappeared as quickly as they came. Being around this person, made the Doctor's worries seem insignificant.

"While I cannot answer everything, I'll do my best to put your mind at ease. After that well…what comes next is up to us…" They trailed off slowly at the end.

The Doctor looked at the person in front of him, curious of their nature. "Well, for starters, can you tell me who I am? What I-no, we are doing here."

The stranger's face turned into a small excited smile as they got up and sat next to the Doctor. All the while keeping at least a firm grip on one of his hands. Plopping down next to him, the figure turned to him and asked.

"Do you mind if I rest my head on you? Its been a long journey for me, I'd like to just rest myself for the time being." The tone was sweet and gentle.

The Doctor, seeing no harm to the innocent request, agreed silently with a nod.

Resting their head on his shoulder, the stranger cleared their throat and began to talk.

"Your name…your name is Kingu. At least, that is what everyone called you." The expression on their face turned into a slight frown, as if the name brought back memories.

"Is something the matter?" The Doctor attempted to pry at them.

The figure shook their head and washed off their distracted expression, replacing it with a soft smile. "Please, don't mind me. You're the one here that seeks answers, I will merely comply Master…"

"What?"

"Nothing!" The stranger abruptly shot back.

"Anyway, you were saying my name is Kingu? Why do you refer to me as Doctor? What does that title mean to me?" The man became even more curious.

"Ah yes, Doctor…that name…its basically you're second identity if I were to put it. Frankly speaking, its what the people at Rhodes Island call you. To them you are one of their top leaders, you're quite the famous one." A small giggle escaped their mouth as they playfully nudged the Doctor.

The Doctor returned the small banter with a low laugh. "Doctor huh?...This Rhodes Island, just who are they exactly? From what I can deduce I must share some sort of close relationship with them."

The stranger scratched their soft cheek. "Going off from what I've observed and heard, Rhodes Island seems to be a place that focuses on treating the 'infected' and serving everyone. An ambitious goal I must say. With you as one of the top leaders, you are the one of the few that seeks to develop a cure to end this sad nightmare that has been plaguing the planet."

Admittedly, whatever his saviour just said just opened a whole new can of worms. Perhaps just learning the basics should be enough for him to start from before leaping into more complicated matters.

"It seems I have led an interesting life, although what you've just told me is probably just the tip of the iceberg. This is all starting to seem quite large for my tastes, let's go back, how about you? Why don't you tell me about yourself, you seem to have shared a bond with my past self."

The stranger cleared their throat and wondered just where to begin explaining things from. "I guess there is no easy way to explain this, but if I were to bluntly put it, I am your Servant. I am a magical familiar that you summoned with the purpose to serve you." The figure happily explained.

Staring the mysterious being with a confused face, Kingu eyed the person next to him carefully and took note of their appearance. Feeling his breath slip away, he was initially stunned by the beauty and complexion of such a person.

From just a glance, one would mistaken them for a beautiful woman due to their hair and face. But upon closer inspection, looking at their hands and feet revealed a more built figure signifying a male.

Yet it just didn't add up overall, the body proportions and figure screamed of a slender figure underneath those white oversized robes. Was it a man or woman, perhaps neither? Either way, that beautiful face of theirs was enough to make his heart skip a beat.

"S-Servant?..." He murmured the words out.

"Ah, I guess there's no simple way to put it. But I am your Servant and you're my Master. I have been summoned as your aid and to fight by your side. The reason you have called upon me is so I can lend you my strength in order for you to win the Holy Grail." They explained to him happily.

"Summoned? Holy Grail? Master? Servant? Wha….?" Kingu's words began to slur as none of this made sense to him.

"I'm so sorry, it must be really difficult for you right now. Perhaps I should refrain from saying too much from now on." The figure comforted Kingu.

Recovering from the sudden information overload, the two of them sat in silence in this null empty void for a short while before Kingu gathered his thoughts. Looking at the stranger by his side, it was time to ask just who his mysterious saviour was.

"Say, since you're my Servant, you haven't told me your name yet. I'd wish to rekindle whatever bond we had before, so please, tell me who you are." Kingu looked at them sincerely.

With a soft sigh, the Servant formed a happy smile on their face. "Then allow me to introduce myself once again. I am Servant Lancer, you may call me Enkidu. Please use me as you see fit, Master." Enkidu bowed their head.

"Enkidu…" Kingu narrowed his eyes as the name echoed inside his head. He swore he knew that name, as if it was one of the things he held dear to his heart. "So what shall I call you exactly? Do I refer you to he or she?" His face lit up.

Enkidu pondered about the question for a few seconds before replying. "I do not mind with how you address me. Although the people back at Rhodes Island mainly referred to me as 'he' whenever I was around."

"Huh, so you're genderless from the get go. I guess I'll just interchange whenever I feel like it then, if you don't mind that is."

"I do not mind at all. After all, I am here to serve you."

"Serve me…" The words echoed inside the Doctor's head. "You say that, but the way you addressed me earlier. It wasn't that of a Master and Servant relationship, it was something far deeper. Tell me, are you always like that?"

Enkidu sat down properly, his hand still grasping the Doctor's visibly. "You're right, our relationship goes deeper than Master and Servant. We've been working together for a few months now, and within that gap we have formed a unique bond. To say the very least, I changed my old ways because of how you treated me."

Kingu wore an alarmed look on his face by what Enkidu meant. Did his previous self-do something wrong? Was it that impactful to the point Enkidu is such a different person from when he first started out?

Noticing the alarmed look on the Doctor's face, Enkidu let out a low chuckle. "That look on your face is wondering if you messed up. No, I am proud to say that you have not done anything wrong, in fact I wish to thank you. You have put me on a path wherein I can forge a new destiny, develop myself in a direction I can freely control. The only person that has had a similar impact on me is him….."

"Who's he?" Kingu wondered.

Enkidu shifted his gaze upwards, as if his thoughts guided him down memory lane. "Yes…him…the one time I chose to take things into my own hands. It was all because of him. And I thank that person, for making me who I am today. Even though the I will have no memory of the legacy that I have forged here, I will take pride in it regardless."

Kingu looked at Enkidu with a confused gaze, half the things that was coming from the Servant's mouth was flying right over him. "Who's he Enkidu? And what do you mean about legacy stuff?"

Enkidu returned his gaze towards Kingu with a grin on his face. "Don't worry Master, you'll find out soon enough."

"Eh?..." Kingu scratched his head mentally.

As the two sat in silence again, Kingu broke the barrier and asked another question.

"Where are we? How did I end up in this place? You said something about saving my life but at a cost. I'm guessing this amnesia is the price, but what exactly did you do Enkidu?"

Enkidu sighed as a half sad look formed across his face. "I…this place, it is not what you think it is. Right now, we are in your consciousness, you are not awake yet. There…there was a battle, a fierce one at that, you happened to get caught up in the heat of things and well…you were injured. By the time I got to you, things were looking bad, you were on death's door at that moment."

Enkidu paused for a moment, recollecting his thoughts as the memories flooded back in like an open dam. "I brought you back to Rhodes Island, and handed you over to the medical team. All the professionals, were there, attempting to stop the bleeding and close the hole. But, it was too late, you had lost a lot of blood, half of your organs were destroyed. Yet you clung onto life, stubbornly."

"I died….?" Kingu murmured.

"I made the call, to save you. As a last-ditch effort, I chose to sacrifice myself in order for you to live." Enkidu paused, making sure the Doctor was still keeping up. "By integrating my Saint Graph into your body, you essentially inherited my abilities and powers and was given a new body to start fresh. But that meant sacrificing my physical form in the process, which leads us to now…"

Kingu was speechless momentarily, to be bombarded with such a revelation shortly after waking up was one thing. But find that someone else had willingly given up their life to save his was an entirely different matter. He felt guilty for receiving a second chance.

"I'm sorry, perhaps I overstepped myself here. But I thought that perhaps saving your life, was the best outcome for Rhodes Island, for everyone, and for Amiya…" Enkidu dropped his head, shame clouded him.

Still stunned by the revelation, Kingu merely kept quiet but moved by sheer instinct alone. Lifting up Enkidu's chin, he smiled at the Servant.

"I don't blame you Enkidu, I don't know what my past self would've thought. But I can tell you, you did what you thought was for the greater good. If you saw that I was the hope for Rhodes Island, then I don't blame you for seeing me that way. Besides, even though I may feel that I don't deserve this second chance, I won't simply squander it. I'll do everything in my power to make sure your sacrifice wasn't in vain."

The gloomy look on the Servant's face began to lift up. "Good grief, that sounds like something your old self would say to me. Even though you were ruthless and cold at times, there was the soft side of you that genuinely cared."

"Wait, I was cold and ruthless?" Kingu wore a shocked look on his face.

"Forget I said that." Enkidu abruptly shot back.

The two of them exchanged a small laugh before returning back to normal.

"So, what happens now?" Kingu asked.

"Now comes the difficult part." Enkidu said with a grim expression.

"What do you mean?" the Doctor had a worried look on his face.

"Once you wake up, there's two ways this can go. Our personalities will either merged and that will shape all future behaviours, or one of us is going to be the dominant one. I cannot predict who will be the dominant one. But if it happens to be me, then I would feel that this was all for naught." The Servant sighed in a disappointed tone.

"I think you're wrong there." Kingu argued.

Surprised by his Master's response, the Servant looked at him curiously. "What do you mean?"

"Well for starters, the way you've been holding onto me the past few minutes or hours has been firm. Not once have you let go, and I haven't let go either. I think that we'll both play a hand in this, but the outcome, I think I've got a fairly good idea of what it's going to be." Kingu grinned at him.

Enkidu could only share a confused look on his face. "I don't follow, would you mind sharing?"

Kingu gave a cheeky grin. "You'll find out soon enough."

Enkidu rolled his eyes. "Very well, I shall play along with this game of yours then."

"So, when do we wake up?" He asked.

"Whenever you're ready."

"Then, let's do it now."

"Are you sure."

"I'm sure."

"Then allow me." Enkidu instructed.

Coming closer towards Kingu, Enkidu released his grip and brought both his hands up to the Doctor's cheeks. Caressing them gently, the Servant came in closer and closer and rested his forehead against Kingu.

"Goodluck to us." Enkidu said softly.

Within a blinding flash, a bright wave of light enveloped Kingu's vision and everything felt light. As if he was being carried by the clouds themselves to wherever he was going.

But that all came to an abrupt stop as darkness came forth and then nothingness. It would be awhile before either of them surface once more.

Beeping in a slow rhythmic tone, the vital sign monitor displayed various readings on its screen from blood pressure to oxygen supply and heart rate. Laying peacefully in the bed was the body of the once famous Doctor Kingu.

The aftermath of the risky Saint Graph transplant resulted in a brand new body replacing the older one. Instead of the Doctor's body inhabiting the bed, it closely resembled that of his Servant Enkidu.

With the lushes silky green hair sprawled about coupled together with the feminine look on his face, it was no doubt it was Enkidu that inhabited the bed.

The truth is, the Doctor already bore a striking resemblance with his Servant. Perhaps the sharing the same face brought the two together in the first place.

The only difference was the hair length and colour and the eye colour. Other than that, if you looked at the two side by side from a facial standpoint, you couldn't tell the difference apart.

Ten minutes elapsed, and soon an hour has gone by. No one came inside the room, none came to check on the immobile corpse. Perhaps none of them wanted to see the revival of the renowned Doctor.

Opening his eyelids slowly, the first thing to hit the Doctor was the low beam of the ceiling light in the clinic. Blinking a few times, he averted his gaze elsewhere as to not blind himself senseless.

Gripping the handlebars on the side of the bed, the slender figure of the Doctor slowly pulled himself upright and studied his surroundings. In his mind, things were still being processed, albeit slowly.

"Is this me?" He spoke out slowly, yet something was off.

"Wait, voices? I hear two voices?" He spoke to himself like a madman.

Slowly climbing out of the bed, the Doctor walked with little trouble towards the only mirror in the room. Having a clear view of his face, the next thing he saw would amaze him beyond anything else.

"My eyes, they're…they're two different colours!..." He exclaimed in a low voice.

"Enkidu!" Kingu called out in his head.

"Doctor!" The familiar voice responded.

"What's this? We're both here, present at the same time!" Kingu said happily.

"Fascinating, somehow our personalities split 50/50 and we both govern the same body. And we're perfectly in sync too!" Enkidu said with a gasp.

"Amazing, to have two personalities control a single frame. Is such a thing even possible?" He said out loud.

"Wait, so we're both speaking the same thing?! And whatever thoughts we have, it always crossover over so we're both aware!" The Doctor said in awe.

"Fascinating indeed." They blurted out.

"Doctor…!" A low voice called out to them.

"Hold up" They said in unison.

Slowly turning around, they spotted a woman dressed in what seemed to be a white dress. Judging from the shocked look on her face, she was just as surprised as them to see the immobile corpse suddenly walking around.

"Please, there's no need to panic." They said.

"I….." The woman stammered.

Without a word, the woman dropped her clipboard and immediately bolted from the door and out onto the corridor. As her footsteps echoed audibly down the hallway, a small sigh could only escape the Doctor's mouth.

"I guess we'll just have to brace for the inevitable storm to come." They sighed

Hey guys, thanks for making it all the way to the end. For now I'm experimenting with this fic to see how it goes. If you'd like more then please let me know.