After that, he just sat there staring at the desert, it was really a strange sight on one side there was a giant desert and on the other a road that led to several small islands filled with green grass, flowers, and trees that for some reason had grown to adulthood and were even producing fruit.
Not only that there was a large underground spring that for some reason seemed to cover a large chunk of the place, considering how much power it took to clean it and the area around it.
There wasn't anything for miles, the only thing he had seen was the small insects that had gathered from who knows where and the desert snakes that followed the smell of water and hot grass.
There wasn't a sign of life not even when he asked his sword to find any signs of people, he could try flying but in doing so he risked jumping to another world, he still didn't understand the rules behind that ability.
So he just did what he could, he walked hoping to find anybody. More than once he had to turn around and create a container to fill with water and whatever fruit the trees had on them, it was one of the basic abilities of the power rings, yet he never saw anybody.
Slowly the days began to blend in with one another, each day was the same walk turn some part of the desert he was walking on green and walk until it got dark. Once in a while, a desert lizard or some form of insect would show up but that was it.
Still, he was getting frustrated the days were calm, no real dangers and nothing complicated. If the hot sun got to him, he would simply create a white ceiling that followed him where ever he went, somewhere along the line, it had gotten so hot that he created a white room with an air conditioner.
He passed that entire day inside his room, just laying on the cool grass, letting the cold air touch his skin.
He had taken off his armor that day and realized he stank. All of the sweat from walking inside a medieval armor while in the desert had accumulated so much, that if he was a skunk, his own smell would have gotten to him.
He needed some clean water but he didn't want to walk all the way back to the pound he had seen who knows how many days prior. Granted he still had enough in the giant white container, but he needed that to drink and whether he wanted to believe it or not, he would soon need to refill the container anyway.
That was when he saw it, the compass. What was it that he wanted the most, was it finding people? or did he just want some water, that wasn't the one he had left behind?
It didn't matter it wasn't clean water, he could simply clean it using his sword.
Looking at the compass he opted for the later and the arrow began to spin until it stopped pointing at some unknown location far into the distance.
Without anything better to due Rico put on his armor again and began to walk, it was easy to know where he had been because the grass was following him. The thing only grew behind him, never in front of him, so it was easy for Rico to not walk around in circles.
He walked for a few days, in all honesty, Rico didn't know how long he walked anymore, all that he knew was that by the time he arrived to the place the compass pointed at, the air itself smelled rotten and both the dirt and the water booth looked as if they had been poisoned by something.
All of Rico's instincts told him to leave, but he ignored them and drew his sword. The moment his sword was completely drawn, Rico noticed it was shining somehow just a little bit brighter than usual.
The sword began to twist and pull until it tore itself from Ricos hands and plunged itself into the ground, slowly the light of the sword began to spread and cover the are changing the dead land into a healthy brown, black dirt.
Slowly trees began to grow, pots that held flowers in then either repaired themselves or simply had the long-dead flowers revive. Dirt sand and rocks were moved away revealing a long forgotten city underneath.
Waterlines began to clean themselves and the marvel streets seemed to lose the years they had on them until they looked completely new. The houses and the things they had inside them were no different, it all looked like it was brand new, yet in all of this, there were no people.
Finally, the water began to slowly clean itself, until any sign of taint was gone.
It was only when everything that was wrong with the surrounding land was gone that the sword flew back into his hand.
Tico spent the next couple of days looking into the houses, they were all made out of marble, each holding both women and men's clothes, tools of all kinds were here and there and toys for children were left just lying around.
Finally, when he was fed up with simply looking around and eating the various fruits and vegetables in the city, did Rico decide to look at the giant pyramid that was in the center of it all. He walked for what felt like hours until he finally reached the top.
It was breathtaking seeing everything, a forest had grown, a dying forest.
It seemed that whatever the sword had done, want permanent, either that or whatever had happened here was already starting to affect the areas he had given life to.
One of the green lanterns abilities is to duplicate itself, Rico held up his sword and sent a copy of it to every corner of the forest, when each sword landed they all connected with one another, like forming a force field.
The last thing he did before deciding to get some sleep, was to make another sword stronger than the rest and put it on the very top of the pyramid, while at the same time putting one at the very bottom and another in the center of the pyramid.
He had seen it in the movies, the books and comics, so he knew to always have more than one power source just in case something bad happens.