High above, within the celestial realm, some entities began conversing amongst themselves. The one who is promised to harbor devastation and ruin lives within their world. A world of their own creation, set apart from the magic-less world of humans, where their power thrives and their might is absolute. This world now is endangered.
"Dementi," said one of the old ones, "The Herald almost killed your chosen one, if it was not for your intervention he would have died then and there, what say you in your defense?"
The one addressed spoke back to the glowing hue of might saying
"My chosen was weak, unprepared and not ready, we should give him time."
"Time? We don't have enough time, the Herald grows stronger, fostered by Death, aided by powerful entities and had been given insight on how to unlock the seal. We need to destroy the Herald."
"How will you destroy what cannot die?" spoke a blazing red hue with a feminine voice
None spoke at the statement by this new entity.
"And even if you find a way to kill them, They will still find a way to destroy what you built,"
"I say we don't kill him." Spoke a person, a tall looking man, sitting within the presence of the enormous globes of power, confident powerful and without care or hesitation in his eyes, just a look at his body and one would tell that he fought countless battles. A muscular looking man with golden hair that moved as if it was alive, dark blue eyes and wearing a golden armor that glistened in radiance from the light coming from these beings.
"Gilgamesh, what do you have in mind?"
"I am no god, unlike you, you 're unable to descend personally to the lower realms, but I can, you cannot harm the Herald unless he walks into this very room, but I am free to move wherever I want, why rely on a weak human to destroy another, send me, a demi-god to do it, and I will make sure that I will destroy him. If not, I will imprison him like I did to Kronos."
"True, not even that titan was able to escape that prison, but he might still escape, might still find a way, as you know, his doings are true and will happen no matter what."
"I have a better place to entrap him within, something far more frightening than the depths of hell, as you know he managed to leave, and he cannot be sealed like the gods, he must be locked down, and I know of a person that can help me with it."
"What are you trying to do, Gilgamesh?" spoke Dementi,
"I grew tired of waiting. Eons of wait for something to happen, stuck here unable to do anything, this looks like a fun thing to waste time doing, so why not let me go?"
"I can't, not until my chosen is dead, or is proven unable to grow more powerful."
"Then give him to me, I will train him, and send him back, then, if he loses, I will go myself."
"Hang on Gilgamesh," spoke the first globe of power, "Tell us about your plan first, how are you to imprison him?"
"Simple, I will be asking the master of seals to help, he sealed hell itself, a lone man can not be much of a problem"
"You speak of Solomon, he will not aid you, not after what we did to him…"
"His hatred is aimed at you, gods of the upper realm, not me, I will find a way"
"Not until my chosen is given a chance, The title of heroism costs much of my essence to give to a man, I need to retrieve the essence I had given…"
"True," said Gilgamish thinking that these divine think nothing of their chosen, only as given energy that needs not be wasted… a bunch of old cheap folk that argues over simple matters and would wage wars for even less…
"Where have you kept this man? The one you picked to be your chosen?" asked Gilgamesh,
"He is in the lowest level of this realm, unconscious, the might one needs to remain in this realm is far too high for what his feeble body can take right now, he needs to be strengthened more."
"I will handle that then, I just hope he is worth the effort if not, I will take matters in my hands…"
"If he fails, do as you wish," said the Orb named Dementi
Gilgamesh then disappeared from the presence of the globes, leaving them to care for their matters. To this, one of the globes, the red one began to decrease in size, until it had a humanoid figure. A tall woman, dressed in red and gold, earrings, bracelets and a tiara of pure gold, while her visage, though beautiful lacked any emotion as if she was a sculpture of a Greek goddess.
"What are you doing, Shiva?" asked the oldest one of the bunch, a dark orb that shines with a frugal glow.
"Nox, it never was your concern…" said the goddess of destruction
"You rarely take that form. Yet every time you do, bad things happen, do you intend to visit the lower realms again?"
"Yes,"
"I would advise you to reconsider, no matter how strong you are, getting to the lower realms risk you with death… do you still want to go?"
"I still want to, and I need not your concern lord of night. I am made for destruction. And my disciple suffered at the hands of the Herald, I want to see what kind of a man he is, what drove him to defy logic and fight against a god… staying here grants me no insight into his mind, so why remain."
"You are far too dangerous, Shiva, the last time you descended, you were close to wiping out an entire race… I need you to know, the fewer the followers we have, the weaker we become. With this addition of a new blasphemous cult that denies our right over them based on the actions of that Herald, your actions will only serve to make the people lose hope in us."
"I am unlike you, I rely not on the worship of people, I only need carnage and destruction to erupt throughout the world for me to thrive. Though worry not, I will make sure to remain unnoticed, I only need to know what he wants, we the gods cannot directly interfere with the dwellers of the lower realms, but we can still observe."
Said the goddess as she vanished through space, though she wants to go down to the lower realms she still needs to handle some matters.
(Elsewhere a few hours after the battle at the capital)