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Chapter 169 - My Dormant Emotions III

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Chapter 164: My Dormant Emotions III

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It was another cozy sweet day for Ian, a very wonderful day which was soon complemented by fireworks so grand it illuminated the entirety of the universe, an orange firework followed soon after by a red one.

"You allowed your emotions to take control of you... Or you didn't have a choice. Even the entities of emotions are controlled by the very thing they represent."

Ian stood amidst the fireworks. It was the very same day, after a cozy afternoon, he continued on with his completionist pursuit.

He sought to get the last two pieces of the puzzle, and he was in a hurry because he noticed that a lot of things were happening near at the same time.

And now, he was basking in a torrent of energies, orange, and red. He finally acquired the last of emotional energies, Avarice and Rage.

Two central power batteries were completely destroyed in the span of hours. Not just that, a planet was completely evaporated from existence amidst getting the energy of rage.

And now, Ian was hovering amidst rocks flying about, the remnants of another planet, and before him was the entity of Avarice.

"I seem to be quite greedy," Ian noted, eyeing the orange energy constantly flowing into his staff.

It wasn't out of the entity of greed's free will. In fact, Ophidian put out quite the good fight. The result of which was the rocks flying about, the only thing signifying that a planet once existed here.

Ian had to exhaust the entities to such an extent they wouldn't be able to do much anymore for a long time.

Amidst the battle, he started devouring Ophidian's energy, and he continued doing so until the entity basically lost most of its energy.

Despite them not saying it, the guardians of the universe know just how much energy Ian absorbed. It was so vast it nearly exhausted Ion completely.

He single-handedly depleted most of the emotional energy throughout the universe because that much was required for perfect assimilation. The Vessel of the Emotional spectrum seemed to be special in that way.

The entity of greed remained floating before Ian, doing nothing against him. It seemingly gave up as it just waited for Ian to absorb as much as he wants then leave.

It will take a while, but the entities of the emotional spectrum will be able to restore all of their energy.

So the moment Ian stopped absorbing his energy, Ophidian hurled out of the area, vanishing into the vastness of space.

'Hahh, is this what the guardians of the universe wanted?' Ian wondered, letting out a breath of fresh orange energy.

Their arch-nemeses were suddenly nowhere to be seen in the span of a few days. It wasn't just the entities of rage and greed, Parallax also have to lay low for a while to recover.

It was even more so for the ones that resisted. They'll have to go dormant for a while, meaning the green lanterns will not have too much trouble to deal with, or so they assume.

"Matters not... It's time to find out." Aside from their sheer unbelievable power, Ian sought the emotional spectrum because it can tell him about himself.

He doesn't even understand himself, or what he is. Sometimes, he doesn't understand where his emotions come from, and why they are the way they are as if predetermined.

So one by one, Ian started switching between the Roses of Death, from that of Greed, to Will, Compassion, Love, Rage, Hope, and Fear.

Many beings were trying to observe Ian at all times. Unfortunately for them, most were starting to lose sight of him, their methods of observation becoming more useless by the second.

It started with magic, from Ian casting so many magical spells on him to hide from prying eyes to using the energy of darkness to shadow himself from light.

At the same time, he used the energy of light to shroud himself from the dark prying eyes, and as of recently, he started using his newly gained psychic powers to block other similar psychic powers.

It was however still not enough as a few were still able to observe him. However, as Ian switched from energy to energy, things started to change.

It started with greed. He fed it all of his Death force, everything he could unleash at a time, followed by a burst of orange energy.

The energy was so overwhelming and strong that it started to expand all around him. Not as much as the following energy he unleashed though, will.

His will was boundaries apart from his greed. He almost felt like he was imprinting the space around him with his marks, taking control of it with sheer will alone.

Then came Compassion, the light of indigo... It was faint, barely glowing. His compassion was near nonexistent.

What followed was love, a wonderful emotion, one that can quickly turn into something else, hate. Ian however made sure it never turn that way, so his love was grand, vast, very much so.

Still nowhere near his will, but it was strangely above his greed. He does after all love many things, like charity and those who give it without expecting anything in return.

Rage, Ian had very little of it. There is a very few things if anything at all that he hates. He sees himself more as a lost soul, just seeking answers, and he doesn't feel like he'd have a heart for hate without those answers.

Hope, Ian was confused. He was hopeful, he always thought himself to be such a person. He hopes for the best because he worked hard to make the best out of something.

However, he had very little hope, almost nonexistent. It made him feel like his hope all this time was fake. Why so little hope? He wondered.

So the blue light was understandably not too shiny to the point it was easily overwhelming by the following yellow light, an emotion of fear.

It was vast... Too vast to the point even Ian was stunned. Many would assume him to be fearless. He can not die after all, but that he was not.

Ian was very fearful of many things. His fear however was so completely under control it was illogical.

Hell, even Parallax wasn't able to sense his fear because it was hidden, so deep inside even Ian didn't know much of it existed.

'I understand my greed. I know why my will is soo vast. Compassion is not for me. I love many things. I'm a lovely person after all. I don't get angry... Because most of the time, I see no need to.'

Ian started wondering, contemplating his life, his emotions, and finally thinking about the most confusing of his emotions.

'Hope. I hope for many things. I have many hopes, and their foundations are my plans, but I still hope things go as predicted, most of the time at least, so why is my hope near nonexistent?'

Ian was unsure, but what he was certain about was that there was something he is so hopeless about to the point it invalidate all of his hopes, and he doesn't know what it is.

'And finally fear...' Ian was somewhat speechless. He felt pain something he didn't feel since long ago, since his Death force grew to such an extent it started to resist pain.

It was pain from his very soul as he observe the emotions of fear creating a miracle. His fear was so vast it left behind his will far behind.

Not, it was more than that, his fear directly enveloped the entire solar system he was hovering within. It was literally twisting reality around him.

His fear was frightening. It was the emotion that blinded everyone's sight from his person because all they could see is a vast expanse of yellow, and he was one with it.

Can you imagine being afraid that you are afraid? Can you imagine being in fear of not something you fear, but that you fear something you don't even know!!

And it was to such an extent it overwhelmed a solar system even with how inexperienced Ian was with using the emotional spectrum.

"I don't even know what I'm afraid of... What a joke." For a moment, just for a moment, the emotion of rage around him became chaotic, even expanding before it calmed down.

He basically created a painting, one that can be seen from the other side of the universe, a blinding light, overwhelmingly yellow, but the other colors can be seen.

Ian let out a sigh before switching into the force of evolution, forcing every speck of his Death force into his staff.

This was something he tried before, but never on this level. He studied the force of evolution for a very long time, so only he knows the extent of its magicalness.

The force of evolution was unleashed everywhere around him, constantly expanding as his Death force was used until... The mixture of colors turned white.

For but a split second, all of the emotions turned white, pure white light so rejuvenating Ian could swear it threatened to turn back time to heal all the damage he had done.

"The White light of Life. The source of all emotions..."