"Old vessel?"
"Foolish!"
"No way, he'll destroy everything!
"We need him."
"Indeed, he's potent, yet it's scary."
Mixed opinions were tossed out by different gods, here and there. The chatter filled the infinite room. The gods were unsure of what they wanted.
"We should destroy him. He's not very useful when we are here." One of the unknown gods of Heavens stated, shouting into the crowd.
The crowd of Gods was split, forming a vast arch, where Hakai was in the middle. It seemed that the Gods of Heavens were on one side, while all the Gods who occupied earth seemed to be on the other side, by Hachiman.
"Idiocy!" Hachiman's familiar voice shouted at the unknown god.
"What did you say, human-loving freak!" The unknown god bounced back with an insult.
"Speak wrong of humanity once again, and I will turn this place upside down," Hachiman said, his hands in his pockets. He spat on the floor. "This place and what it has done in the past is becoming very untrustable!" He said into the crowd, silencing everyone.
"War God, Hachiman. Know your place. He is higher, stronger, and holds a more valuable spot than you." Another god besides the one Hachiman insulated stated.
"If you were all that, you would have had a place in the Heavens. War God." Another in the back stated.
"How come must all the Gods of Heavens be so rude?" A female voice in the Gods of heavens crowd spoke, laughing attractively. "Hehe, please. Let us continue." She stated while placing her hand on her lips.
"As the Goddess of Heaven proposed, we shall." So the Gods of heaven all suppose in unison.
"This is a formal vote. Before all of us, a divine voter box will appear, along with brush and ink. A scroll of divine Choice will be at everyone's access. Mark thous Choice with any symbol, vote, Agree or Disagree with the proposed question." The Gods of Heaven once again spoke in unison. Their unified voice became one, loud and clear, deep and low, terrifying and beautiful. Their voice was heavenly.
"All who fail to provide us with a vote will be appointed a proper punishment." The one voice of all spoke again.
"All who understand, say, proceed." The one voice of all stated.
"Proceed!" The golden room went into an uproar of mixed voices.
"We shall. We now proceed with the High Heavens Charter, Section Three Rule of Divine Choice." The unified voice set in motion the court.
"The upcoming battle is very uncertain. It can and will ensue at any given moment. We now came to a consideration." The gods of heaven spoke, informing the other side of the urgency.
"Shall we bless The God of Destruction, Hakai God, a reunition with his former vessel? Then, though this matter is costly and risky, vote. The Choice is yours." The unified voice stated the question, the room silenced, and the urgent consideration had the gods focused.
"What is coming? How big is it that the Heavens are willing to go so far as giving Hakai his former vessel, even though they know nothing of the outcome." Hachiman thought to himself, looking over to the right side. Nothing was there but golden light. Everything and everyone disappeared except for Hakai. A golden array of lights filled the golden room he was alone within. A sliver stand-up table appeared, and on it was a scroll with two choices separated by boxes. Above the boxes were two options, agree or disagree. A new brush and ink appeared on the table from a light shining from above. Then a massive wooden box appeared in front of him, and on the face of the box was a note engraved elegantly, Divine Choice, written in kanji.
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"Why am I always tossed in here and treated like a criminal?" Hakai said to himself, as his face was against the cold ground. "What I did in the past shouldn't put the current me in chains." He uttered to an empty room. "Indeed, I was corrupted and driven to a state of madness. However, what can I possibly achieve in my current state?" Tears built in his eyelids. "I wouldn't be able to even think of scratching you, let alone stand up in all of your presence," Hakai said as he tried to lift his face, yet he couldn't. Not because the pressure was still holding him down, but because his current vessel was at its limit. "Please, I'm tired... Just extinguish my existence already." He cried in an empty place. However, everyone could see and hear him in their own designated voting rooms.
Some took pity, some cried, some laughed, some taunted, and some hated him.