Wednesday, 7 September 2022

You are One of Us now.









Order is a condition of logical arrangement among the separate elements of a group. 

It is the structure 
of social organisation.
It is The Rule of Law 
and Custom or 
the observance of 
prescribed procedure.

Order was established at 
the dawn of all Creation.

Creation's growth was thereafter guided by
 preordained random 
elements which were 
themselves the 
workings of 
Perfect Order.

Creation soon gave rise 
to sentient life 
whose forms whose sense of 
Logic and Reason were flawed.

This event in itself was a result of the 
progressive workings of perfect order.

Soon, however, these sentient life forms 
began to strive against the predestiny.

With each forward step in their development,
 they followed the inefficient logic 
of their underdeveloped minds.

Once the life forms became capable of interfering with the development 
of other beings, there came 
a great disturbance 
to the universe's 
sense of order.

Thus was the need for intergalactic order-
keepers recognised. Thus was 
The Corps formed.

The Corps is the root of 
all Order and Knowledge. 
The Corps is the maintainer 
of Life and Guardian of Truth.

Without The Corps there would be 
only Chaos and Darkness.

The Corps is without Fear. 
Without Anger or Corruption.

It is the creation of a highly-evolved mind 
and maintained by like beings 
whose destiny it is to maintain 
the order of things in the universe.

The Corps has battled against the forces 
of Chaos for a millennium.

To Serve is The Ultimate Honour.

Knowledge is the sum of all 
Reason and Perception.

Power is Force 
prevailing over Mass.

Power without Reason 
is Chaos.
Force without Knowledge 
is Destructive.

The Corps is Ultimate Knowledge 
harnessed to Ultimate Power.

The Lantern is The Source.

The Corps is The Knowledge.
The Lantern, The Power.

Chaos is routed.
Order is maintained.

No.

Wield The Power.
Maintain Order.

NO!!

It is a Great Honour.

The Ring and Battery are 
all you shall require.

Be sober.
Be vigilant.

You are One of Us now.

The Hell I am!!

Who are you?!!
Why'd you --
HOW'D you kidnap me -- ?!!

What's this all about?!!

This is about The Survival of entire races.
Of Worlds and Cultures you've not 
ever dreamed of.

Of a responsibility that transcends 
your mortal bonds. 
Of a Power greater than your finite 
mind may imagine.

I am The Green Lantern 
of Sector 2814.

I am Dying.

You have been Chosen 
to be My Successor.

No Thanks. I'm a Pilot. That's all I want to be.

Besides, you said you guys 
have to be Fearless -- 
And I'm scared out of My Wits!

Fear is, for you, an intellectual exercise.
It is a method of self-preservation 
linked to your species survival instinct.

That The Ring singled you out indicates 
Your Potential to overcome Your Fear.
To become Truly Fearless.

But -- But I don't want --

Your Wants are not My Concern.

The Ring has decided.

You shall be 
My Successor.

No.

I'm not The One You're Looking For --

The Ring must be charged at The Battery of Power at regular intervals --
once every one of your planetary rotations.

Call for It.... and it 
Will Appear.

Until you have need of it, The Battery 
may be hid in an alternate dimensional plane, 
to safeguard it from unworthy hands.

"Unworthy Hands"?
If ever there were a set of those,
they'd belong to me --

I've gotta get out of here --
There must be an --

--exit --?
Huh?

The Red Guy -- Dead --
Crumbling to Dust --

What a Weird Dream --

-- oh GEEZ!!

No -- This can't be  --
This just isn't happening --

--No --







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