In a Celestial Star quite a distance away from the First Realm of Hell, an old man was sitting down in the middle of a monastery as he enjoyed a cup of tea while looking at five golden glowing pieces of circular stones floating on top of a white board.
Some pieces were bigger than the others, with one being particularly large than the rest floating at the forefront.
The Celestial continued to drink from his cup as a few hours passed, when he finally observed a change as one of the golden pieces floating on the board...became dim and crumbled.
"Oh?"
His gaze seemed to contain interest and a hint of wrath as his fingers moved and collected the remains of the golden stone that were now grey. The remains became absorbed in his hands as he closed his eyes briefly and activated a particular skill, but he was soon disappointed as the results came to be nothing.
"Hmph."
