The names of the gods rang in Faust's ears. They weren't exactly what he expected. Each of them seemed like one of the many facets of humanity, both good and bad.
He expected more majesty.
They felt like just superhumans.
But their aura was definitely majestic.
He leaned back into the chair, his spirit still trembling under the ridiculous force of the ten pillars of divine light. But finally, the strength began to recede.
Nirvana finally calmed down beside him, but her eyes were still wide and white with fright.
Ding!
[Now that our gods are here, let the selection begin. If you receive a prompt from them, you have been chosen. You can accept or reject.]
Ding!
[Faust, you have been offered the position of Pluto Knight by Klaus! Do you accept?]
[Yes] [No]
