In his head, chaos sighed. It had been years since he had done this, and when he had, it had been when he was at full power. Would this work? Could he help this man and not kill him? He had to try. He needed some rest, and if his other half wasn't letting him get any, a third party had to step in to help.

So, chaos used his powers. His hands glowed yellow, and he touched Allelujah's forehead and..knocked him out. Or, at the very least, tried to. He wasn't sure how well it would work. However, if it all went according to plan, the man would fall asleep and dream of playing on a cold beach-a small happy dream that chaos thought would help wind him down.