blenderwars Chapter 394 Now is the time to put courage and will into action.
Chapter 394 Now is the time to put courage and will into action.
Chapter 394 Now is the time to put courage and will into action.
I am Sinestro.
My home planet, Koruga, is a beautiful planet with an extremely advanced civilization, including its cultural industry. When I was young, I often saw in many TV dramas and stories that the villains would use such reasons to whitewash their actions.
"How do you define evil? Only what I do is righteous/truly valuable/only all the efforts I make are worthy of attention."
I used to find these so-called self-justifications ridiculous and boring; I never imagined I'd become one of them. For me, whatever it may be—if it benefits Planet Koruga, if it benefits civilization throughout the universe—then no matter how groundbreaking or unconventional it may seem, it's something that should be done.
This includes, but is not limited to, sacrificing the innocent and depriving people of their personal freedom, and of course, creating the Yellow Lantern Legion to seize the Green Lantern Legion's dominion over the universe.
Whether an action is beneficial to the universe and the planet is the only truth for judging whether an action is just, and I have always regarded it as my life's creed.
Although my wife does not accept my beliefs, beliefs are something that one will carry out without hesitation, regardless of whether anyone understands them.
But not like it is now.
If I could bring Parallax back to Planet Koruga, I would have a million ways to slowly mold this terrifying monster.
Even the most powerful Parallax monster needs a host; it is ultimately a beast, an aggregate of emotions, not an intelligent being with all feelings.
I have never doubted that I can achieve final victory in this protracted battle against Parallax. Given time, I will be able to gradually and completely control Parallax and transform its power of fear into the cornerstone of my establishment of a new cosmic order.
But now everything is ruined.
Sinestro glanced at Batman's corpse floating in space out of the corner of his eye.
Batman is dead.
Absolutely terrible.
Sinestro never intended to kill Batman, just as he trapped Hal Jordan and his former Green Lantern Corps colleagues in the Phantom Zone instead of planning to kill them all.
The reason is simple: Sinestro knew that his green-light colleagues were all good people.
Good people shouldn't die, right? He was a good person too. He was doing the right thing.
Sinestro hopes that one day, the Yellow Lantern will bring a greater order to the universe, and that Hal and his fellow Green Lanterns will genuinely approve of his actions. At that time…
He can once again travel through the universe with Hal Jordan, just like many, many years ago when Abinsu took him along.
They will bring hope, peace, and order to countless universes and planets, spreading all the good things in the world throughout the universe, and most importantly, they will be brothers in arms.
It's strange that some people can spend half their lives together but still be strangers, while others can become fast friends after only a short time together.
Even when Hal Jordan had a major argument with him and resolved to participate in the resistance actions of those he opposed, Sinestro never truly regarded Hal Jordan as an enemy.
Even at the height of their battle, they still cherished each other.
And there is nothing more tragic than this: they will always be best friends, even though Hal was partly responsible for all of this.
Senesto was slightly dazed again. The image of Abinsu's hesitant face flashed before his eyes, followed by Arlinsu's sobbing expression.
"There are always choices. You must think of ways to solve the problem besides sacrificing others. Human life is not a simple matter of addition and subtraction. Even those evil races should not be..."
"What? Value? You believe that a kind race is better suited to survive than a naturally evil, aggressive race?"
"Come on, or let me ask you a more pointed question:"
"If sacrificing your planet Koruga could save the entire sector, would you do it?"
"You say you can, but when the situation actually arises, you just can't bring yourself to do it! Come on, Sinestro, your thinking is flawed, you have to admit it."
"Value—you measure it by value, but what if you're the one sacrificing yourself?"
"...This will inevitably lead to selfishness, Sinestro. You will feel that you are more valuable than the entire civilization, but in reality, it is just an excuse you make for yourself."
"That's right, Sinestro, giving up is the right thing to do. I don't deny utilitarianism, but absolute utilitarianism is as harmful as absolute deontology! People are not numbers; they cannot be weighed on a scale."
"We are Green Lanterns, we have no right to decide who lives and who dies."
"...Abinsu, look at the policies I implemented on Koruga, I have eliminated crime..."
"The fact is, I did it..."
"Do you still think what I did was wrong?"
"I have brought happiness to many more people; I have surgically removed evil like a festering sore..."
Seneca lowered his head.
Many years ago, Abinsu accused him of placing his own value above that of many others. The master and apprentice had argued countless times, but generally maintained a state of mutual understanding.
But this was the one thing that Seneca had always been bothered by.
therefore……
"This is the moment to put courage and will into action."
If Parallax were to fuse with Mongo, it would be better to...
let me.
Seneca fastened his yellow light ring.
This is the best outcome for everyone.
"I won't let you do that, Sinestro."
But just then, he heard Mongo's voice in his ear; the other person seemed to have guessed what he wanted to do:
"Have you forgotten? I provided you with that device that banishes people to the Phantom Zone. How could you be so foolish as to use something I gave you to banish yourself?"
A blazing green light surrounded Mongo's figure, and Seneca felt a surge of amusement. He knew those greens so well, yet he found himself standing on the opposite side of that color. And what was even more ridiculous was that the one manipulating that color was an ambitious man like Mongo.
He shouted, "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Sinestro, and Batman too."
"People's value is determined by their strength or weakness," he heard Mongo say.
"You are too weak, you are not worthy of the power of the Parallax, and you do not understand how much I am willing to pay for all of this."
Carona's eerie blue soul shadow appeared on Mongo's face, like a mask covering it.
He looked down at Seneca through the yellow light barrier and said, "I want you to remember this day, remember this moment, remember now."
"Remember your wife and children, remember that you are vulnerable, remember that you may die here."
Mongo wanted to continue saying something else:
"You didn't..."
But at that moment, Mongo suddenly looked down and stared blankly as a hand pierced his heart from behind.
"Too much nonsense."
He heard someone behind him say that.
(End of this chapter)