The weapon collecting, dimension hopping, self-proclaimed “legendary swordsman”. Although possessing the body of a fiend, he holds a strong sense of loyalty and compassion.
However, his presence in World B becomes a series of social faux pas he has to navigate through:
Gilgamesh: “I know that presence. It must be him! Long have I waited for this, Bart…z…”
Vaan: “Who are you?”
Gilgamesh: “That’s my line!”
Squall: “Never seen this guy before.”
Zidane: “Let’s see, he’s only got…two arms. Nope, me either.”
Gilgamesh: “Whaddaya mean ‘only’? Like, if I had extra limbs you’d suddenly recognize me as somebody else?”
Gilgamesh: “Never mind. It appears I have misjudged my exit point.
Vaan: “What’s up with that guy?”
He’s met, or will soon meet, all of these Warriors on their respective worlds. In the meantime, when he does meet Bartz:
Gilgamesh: “Well, well, Bartz. We meet again.”
Bartz: “Who’re you?”
Bartz doesn’t remember him. Cruel irony.