A being sitting cross-legged hovered in the air. He had purple skin, long ears resembling an imp, a bald head, and a white mark on his head. He wore monk-like clothes and continued to meditate without a single change in his expression.
He was inside a simple, regular-sized room, with normal beige walls, a mat placed on the floor instead of a bed, and a small window. If one didn't know him, they would think he was a villager who had nothing to show for himself and was living a meagre life.
Unless, of course, they came close to him and sensed his cultivation level.
He was an Eternal, and not just any Eternal—he was one of the strongest Eternals in the Universe.
He was also one of the oldest Eternals, one of the beings who had lived through the time when there were Five Supreme Worlds instead of Four.
