Don jolted awake at the loud knocking on his door. No, knocking was far from the right word. More like banging.

Eight years had passed since that 'conversation' between Aolin and young Eliphas had occurred, all unknown to Don Thousand, of course.

Things had gotten even more lonely since then, and he still didn't understand Eliphas's absence. Nor would he for quite some time.

But that's beside the point for now. Today, something much more important was going to occur.

"OPEN YOUR DOOR THIS INSTANT! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT LOCKING IT?! I'LL HAVE IT REMOVED IF YOU CONTINUE DISOBEYING ME!"

Don groaned and held the pillow over his head. He was NOT ready to deal with Aolin this earlier. But sadly, the insistent knocking (Or banging if you prefer) and yelling was impossible to ignore.

Reluctantly, Don drug himself out of bed and over to the door, though hesitated to open it. He did after a few seconds of trying to keep himself calm, and was surely not pleased with the furious look on Aolin's face.

"Yes Father..?"

He clearly wanted to bring up the door again, but let it slide for now. "I want you to go outside. I'll be busy... teaching Eliphas something and I do not want you interfering! Understand?"

Don frowned at him, noticing his odd pause. "Can't I just stay in my room..? I won't come out or bother you." 'I haven't for the last nine years... Especially these past eight...' He thought grimly to himself.

"I don't care! I want you to be outside and far from the tower!"

"Fine.." Don muttered, pushing past him and down the hall.

He didn't go like he was told though. He simply waited until Aolin had gone down another hall and was out of sight and earshot, then immediately returned to his room (locking the door behind him, despite the possible consequences). There was no way in hell he would go outside. One, he had no desire to obey any of Aolin's commands like an eager dog, and second, he didn't have many fans here that enjoyed his presence in this universe. Most of them hated any Chaos Beings just as much as Aolin (hence all the fights that always happened. Not to mention the killings and hangings. Don definitely did not want to meet that fate, being caught alone on an empty street with less-than-sober racists who are looking for a fight and know there's rope and a tree not so far away and that they'd never even get in trouble for it, since it's just the same as crushing bugs on a sidewalk.).

He returned to his bed, hoping to sleep a little longer like he'd planned before Aolin awakened him.

He didn't have his eyes closed more than 10 minutes before the entire tower began to shake.

Earthquakes weren't usually a problem on Astral World, and Don knew immediately something was amiss.

Don couldn't see much from his window, so he decided to look from the very top of the tower, no longer caring if Aolin saw him. Surely he'd be too worried about was happening to care, at least for the moment.

When Don did reach the top, Aolin and Eliphas were already there, but they looked far from confused by the situation. In fact, Don was certain they were the cause of this.

Before he could call them out, he noticed off on the very distant horizon - no, the horizon itself - was moving and blended from blue to purple to red at its very farthest.

Despite having no idea this would happen, Don knew what was happening.

Aolin and Eliphas were somehow ripping all Chaos from Astral World.