Donald scratched his head through his shaggy hair.

"But what? What's there to question. You slept with him, he got attached. It happens. What's the problem?" None of this made any sense to Donald. He also didn't know anything about the pantheon except that Earth talked to him.

"But I'm torn between two people." Dawn held her hands out and closed her eyes. The skin healed flawlessly.

Donald sighed. "Well, sorry to hear that. I doubt I can help, but I can try anyways if you need anything."

He faced the front of the class again. Hopefully they'd start soon.

A tall Asian woman stepped into the room. She surveyed through slanted black eyes and sighed. "I'm Arun. For awhile, I will be your teacher. If you permit, I can also be your friend. I'm an Earth witch, and descend from the original Earth lady line. As you also should know, Dawn is the future Light lady. Any questions so far?"

She'd gone, but the garden remained. He still had a physical form. Perhaps she was supporting it still with her mind. He looked up at the sky and bathed himself in the red light. The soft droplets of rain mixed with the salty tears that dabbled his face.

The thunder slowed, and stopped. It seemed Dawn had almost given him as garden of light, and in his disembodied state, his power had no limit. He could not be strained by the energy he used because he has no physical form.

He held out his hand, palm down, and lifted it slowly, he felt the weight of the Earth following it. The crystals pulled themselves from the ground and began forming into one cohesive shape. A small mansion. If he was going to be stuck here, he was going to make it comfortable.

He fingered the sword that layed by his side. Would he get to keep it? Probably not. It was a symbol of what he would become much later on in his life, it wasn't even real, but it felt real.

Arun's eyes settled on Donald. They instantly widened. "The Earth posses strong feelings for you. By chance, are you the Unknown heir?"

He was alone, but he figured, considering the size of the garden, someone else was here at least.

"My lord." A girl step out of the shadows, but some clung to her. Her hair and eyes were both flat black. "It's good to finally meet you."

He pulled out his sword, and it caught fire. The girl stepped from the shadows and terrified him.

He sheathed his blade.

It didn't seem to phase her. "Did I frighten you?"

He knew who she was now.

"I won't lie. I'm a tad shaken up right now." He realized his hand still rested on the pommel of his sword. He moved it. He felt uncomfortable knowing who this was.

She bowed. "Forgive me. I am Poison, daughter of Lord Dark."

"Please, forgive me. I was at fault. It's not my place to draw my blade upon someone such as your self." he was speaking oddly. He didn't know why he was, but he couldn't help it.

He gently grabbed her hand and kissed it, before he stepped back and bowed gently. Why was he acting like this?

Poison smiled. "Do you enjoy Everlast Garden? It is the most social of them, and the most beautiful. Dawn brought you here, correct?"

"In a way, yes, I can't get back. I'm sort of...dead at the moment."

She looked a little shocked, but her face sooned returned to its stoic expression.

"I can't leave...and Dawn and I had a bit of an argument...which you probabaly saw..."

He realized the sky was still red as he glanced out the window of his new crystaline mansion.