The elderly man wiped the corners of his amused eyes, feeling a pang of melancholy as he thought about how long it had been since he had laughed so heartily.
"I typically discipline those who exhibit disrespect. But I will not punish you. I find your aura intriguing. It is rare to see such a pure one from the lower universes."
He smiled briefly, but in the next moment, his voice dropped to a cold, emotionless tone as he pointed at the fist-sized, round orb resting on the counter between them.
"Greetings done, young man. Now, place your right hand on the orb. So, this humble one can create an identity card for you."
Kyle could only stare at the old man, a shiver running down his spine. The sudden shift in the elder's tone was unnerving, the playful tone replaced by an icy seriousness. It was as if a different being had taken over, a stark contrast to the smiling old Celestial who had talked to him moments before.
