American Comics: The Force Awakens

There was first a yellow mist in my mind, and then there was boundless darkness.

Who are you.Are you afraid of your identity?

Something whispered in the dark.

I am Carl Kestis, and no, I am not afraid of who I am, no matter what my past life was or what I experienced.Just because I have the same face doesn't mean I'm going to be a clown.

So are you afraid of death itself? Death is the end of everything.

No, I am not afraid of death itself. As an ordinary comic book lover in my previous life, I also know that death is not the end of everything.People still have meaning after death, not to mention that this is a world with strange powers and chaotic gods, and people often die and resurrect, regardless of whether this is the bad taste of the creator.

Older memories came flooding back, and the whispers continued:

Are you afraid of falling?You have been exposed to the dark side of the Force and you have inhaled the Joker's toxin, and you will descend into darkness and madness.

No, if I were just a former Jedi Padawan, I would reject the dark side.But now, I know that the Jedi Creed is wrong. What the Force requires is not pure light and darkness, but balance. Pure light and pure darkness will bring disaster.

But you are still afraid. What are you afraid of?

I'm afraid of the loss of balance. As a Force user, an imbalance in the Force will have disastrous consequences.

I am afraid of the end of the story. As a lover of stories, everything in the universe is a story in the eyes of humans. The end of the universe does not mean the end of everything, but whether it is light shining on the earth or darkness covering everything, it means stories. the end of.And that will mean that everything will no longer receive attention, everything will become insignificant and boring, and everything will stagnate.

Well, you've got your answer.What you want to do, and the results you want to achieve.

Two figures gradually emerged from the darkness. One was a shadow with light, but it was ethereal and empty, with a serious face.The other was shrouded in darkness, but with a smile.

Different shadows appeared behind them. They were different but similar, but more blurry.

They gradually became one, they were both Carl Kestis.

Carl opened his eyes.

Klein still maintained a cold-looking attitude, as if not long had passed. However, when the red-haired young man opened his eyes again, the atmosphere in the entire room seemed to have changed.

Scarecrow was wary of Carl from the beginning because although he had acted normally before, he had an air of madness that reminded him of the Joker, a newcomer comedian who is very popular in Gotham recently. .

But now he behaves very calmly, as if he is integrated with the surrounding environment. His smile is no longer strange and crazy like before, but makes people feel his confidence.

"Ah, dear professor, thank you for your work." This was the first thing Karl said after opening his eyes. "I feel better now."

He raised his hand and moved slightly, and a chair floated from the corner of the room to the scarecrow and was put down in front of it. "So now, let's talk."

"I don't quite understand what there is to talk about." Klein hesitated, then sat down and said sarcastically: "You broke into my laboratory and used some strange tricks to steal my venom, and now You are still playing riddles with me, is this how young people nowadays respect their teachers?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, that's my question." Carl replied. "As compensation, I will give you a little tip: fear can control madness, and madness can also overwhelm fear. The difference is just in dosage."

In fact, this was one of the ways the Dark Knight used to fight against the Joker toxin that he accidentally inhaled. He fought wits and courage with the crazy people produced by the Joker virus in the spiritual space, and successfully used the fear venom to arouse the fear of the Joker personality, and finally destroyed the Joker's personality. It's permanently claustrophobic.And this is why Carl went to find the Scarecrow immediately after learning that he had inhaled the clown gas.

It's just that there are many types of clown gas. No one knows what kind of solution to clown gas there is in this world before trying it.

Fortunately, Carl won the bet, and not only that, he also gained more.

And next, he has to do more.

Klein's eyes became slightly more solemn. If what he said was true, he would have extra competitiveness in certain struggles that would occur, and this ability was very valuable. "How can I believe that what you say is true? You know, you have not been very friendly before."

"No, you don't need to believe me, even though I just showed you how I did it." Carl replied, "You just need to believe in yourself and believe that your work is perfect, and that's it."

What is commendable is that in various comics, the Scarecrow's fear toxin has a single and fixed effect, a low fatality rate, and a strong and versatile fear emotion. It has almost become a must-have for Batman and even the Bat-family for a certain period of time. Toxin suppression potions and even antidotes, although the Scarecrow himself might not be particularly happy knowing this.

"Now, let's talk business." Carl continued. "I know you, Professor, you are a genius and a paranoid. You are committed to making everyone fear you, which is why you were expelled from the university and reduced to a criminal."

"Thank you for your compliment, my former student. Just because you got an A in my class doesn't mean you can judge me." Klein replied stiffly, "I don't understand what business you want to discuss, either. You know you haven’t even paid for the fear venom just now.”

He really wanted to take back the initiative in the conversation. When it was obvious that the fear venom had no effect on the incoming person, he needed to use his other skills to take back the dominance of the scene. It was obvious that physical fitness was not one of Scarecrow's strengths. one.

"Oh, my dear mentor, don't pay attention to this detail. Your current conversational level is not in line with the level of a master of psychology." Karl shouted slightly exaggeratedly, and he waved his arms. "You know, my current conversation level is not in line with the level of a master of psychology." I learned at least half of my conversation skills from you.”

"And now, what we are going to talk about is a bright future." He continued, as if to echo his words. When Karl's left hand moved, several coins that appeared at an unknown time moved up and down in the air: "Look, just Just now, I was kidnapped by the clown and inhaled some laughing gas. Fortunately, not only did I not die or go crazy, but I was a blessing in disguise and had some... talents." For the application of the force, he changed to a more simple and easy way Understand the argument.

"Now, I hope to make a name for myself in Gotham. This is not an easy task. Fortunately, I have received some inspiration and have some plans." He glanced at Klein, who looked thoughtful.

"Unfortunately, I don't know the rules of the big shots here. I've lived here for 20 years, but I still don't understand it. Fortunately, I met you."

"You are a scarecrow and people want to listen to you rather than a nobody like me. You have connections through selling poison gas and I need those things too. You have some plans of your own but lack the intelligence and strength to carry them out , and I can help you.”

"So, why don't we cooperate? You are my mentor, I respect you, you can continue to guide me, and you lack helpers. We will become good partners."