In an ancient building with oriental colors sitting on the clouds, a young man with a head full of white hair was drinking a cup of freshly brewed tea.
Although the teacup was very hot, the high temperature did not make the man feel any discomfort at all.
The man then drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp.
He stroked the Nirvana sword that had been placed on top of his legs, which seemed to shine especially because of the man's radiance.
The blade of the sword shone with a kind of silver glow that seemed to be able to cut through the air that was flowing in the world.
Suddenly, two familiar figures appeared before the man.
"Eldest Senior Brother! Long time no see!"
The man looked in the direction of the voice.
A small smile appeared on his face.
The man then picked up the Nirvana that had been placed on his legs and stood up.
He walked out of the door.
"Why are you here?"
The man asked.