Gilgamesh is dead. And the men who are aware of the past are saying: “Who has ever ruled with might and with power like him?” And the Gods who know the future are saying: “of mankind…none will leave a monument for generations to come to compare with his.”
The world has seen the ideal king. The one that had never come before and never will return. In strong-walled Uruk he was the strongest brick. Greatest king of all was his title. Gilgamesh his name.
With the death of its hero the Epic of Gilgamesh finds its end. The city of Uruk cries for its king. Indeed history tells us that tears of subordinates are often commanded when the ruler passes by. But this time it seems different. When the people of Uruk pray for their dead king it is not only a duty. It is the last honest thanks and payback for “the heart of Uruk”. What has this king done to gain this outstanding love and admiration? What happened to this guy who was first presented to us as a cruel and egoistic autocrat:
“Gilgamesh sounds the tocsin for his amusement his arrogance has no bounds by day or night. No son is left with his father, for Gilgamesh has taken them all, even the children; yet the king should be a shepherd to his people. His lust leaves no virgin to his lover…”
 The Epic of Gilgamesh. An English version with an introduction by N.K.Sandars. Revised Edition including new material. London 1972: P.118
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- Markus Hujara (Author), 2007, The best what we can be - Gilgamesh the hero who found himself, Munich, GRIN Verlag, https://www.grin.com/document/71985