Donnie was like a bystander, quietly watching the Flash stubbornly march toward death. He had done everything he could and fulfilled his duty to the fullest. He would not be like Superman or Batman, willing to be hated by the Flash just to stop him from doing something foolish. The entire world began to fracture. Those cracks spreading everywhere were countless Death's scythes, grinning viciously as they slashed at Barry Allen, who had no idea what the consequences would be. "Another great superhero has fallen..." Donnie murmured.