Ah, Politics is a messy Business. Messy, messy, messy. Someday, someday, intelligent Beings will transcend Politics... choose better ways to maintain control... But for now the Guardians insist upon preserving this Cosmic Order.
Labeled the first renegade of the Green Lantern Corps, I was banished to the underbelly of the universe, the Antimatter Universe... and delivered back into darkness. For the first time in my life -- I felt fear. And I was blinded by its brilliance. I believed fear to be a part of the chaos I abhor, but it was more controlling than all the willpower in the universe. And it would be mine.
The remaining members of my Corps have retreated, but they will continue to spread fear. They will tell tales of the Green Lantern Corps. They will tell the story of how you used your power rings to kill to protect a backwater, nothing planet called Earth. Tell me, Jordan. Look me in my eyes and tell me, that you don't agree with this law?
No! Wake-up stories! Stories to demonstrate that the Guardians and their Green Lantern Corps are not omnipotent! Stories that will convince the god, if only for an instant, that its imprisonment is only in its own mind -- and that its liberation -- and the liberation of everyone else -- resides there as well!