Too Fast

Ever since Sinestro's second defeat and imprisonment in the Green Lantern prison, he had been constantly reflecting on why exactly he had lost.

For a time, he pondered deeply, trying to find the cause of his defeat.

The silent prison had given him ample time and space to contemplate everything about himself.

Sinestro was not worried in the slightest that the Guardians would kill him, because he understood those despicable little blue people all too well. Before they had completely dug everything out of his mind, as long as he still had value, the little blue people would only defeat and imprison him again and again.

"My grasp of timing exceeded everyone's expectations. My research into the Emotional Spectrum was not even inferior to yours. I have always been thinking about where exactly I lost."

Sinestro stood bare-chested, with the humiliating Green Lantern Corps emblem burned into his back by the little blue people themselves, dating back to his first imprisonment.

That had been many years ago. He had rashly pursued Parallax and suffered a crushing defeat, resulting in the deaths of twelve Lanterns afflicted with the Yellow Impurity.

He himself had become a scapegoat. To prevent secrets from leaking, the little blue people had thrown him into prison for the first time.

Sinestro's magma-red face twisted into a knot before suddenly relaxing again. Like a rational madman, he looked at the Guardian who had appeared before him at some unknown point and revealed an eerie smile.

"The ones who defeated me were never you. It was someone else. A giant hand is covering the main universe, pushing one catastrophe-level event after another in the direction he wants to see."

Five little blue people stood expressionlessly outside the prison, silently watching Sinestro.

The rectangular prison formed from willpower energy was