[Pink Diamond (Mc) POV.]

  Thankfully, memories of what I did started coming back to me…. Not like I was happy of what I was remembering.

  I am quite sure Wonder Woman hates me with the passion of a burning sun…

  'Because apparently I can corrupt? Influence? I didn't decide on a single word yet, but the point is I somehow, someway forced my energy to replace the original energy in the lasso and yeah, the rest was history?'

  'Alright, honest thoughts here…. I have no idea what I did, not a single clue. Since when can I take ancient artifacts and simply do whatever it was that I did!'

  To make things short, the fight was well, practically over after I introduced Wonder Woman to my devil fruit and blew her entire lower jaw…..

  It was a beatdown… My angry self manhandled Wonder Woman so hard that I am quite sure that if anyone other than Superman or Shazam was in her place, they would be long dead…. In fact, I think she would have died if her jaw didn't break off.

  The moment Tornado was out, it was simply finished.

  Yeah, Wonder Woman simply stood no chance in a two-on-one….

  Now that I got this out, let's talk about my current situation.

  'It's terrible.'

  I am still bubbled. I wish to tell you how long, but I can't tell… being bubbled is like being in the state of semi-coma?

  I am awake, I can think and I know I am bubbled, but I cannot tell time, which is probably good. After all, some gems had to spend centuries bubbled back at Steven Universe.

  So a small mercy it was.

  But it isn't as terrible as some may think, because being in your own gem is like being in a dream that you can control.

  'But that didn't mean I wasn't doing anything…'

  You see, gemkind don't do training. No muscles to grow, so how do they get their bodies stronger?

  Simply…. They don't.

  I know it's a not very exciting answer, but that's the whole point of gemkind after all.

  That they are made with a purpose and a perfect vessel or body for it.

  If you needed to improve, it implied imperfection, and being imperfect was unacceptable.

  Of course, this did not matter to me because I found a turnaround… I am upgrading my light form. Not changing the look, but simply durability. I plan to make it more resistant to beatings.

  How?.. Well, simply making it more dense. Sure, I would weight a tiny bit more…. Okay, maybe a lot more, but it will be worth it!

  After all, most of the damages to my light form during the fight was simply because of my devil fruit powers.

  And now, as I established that no one tried to upgrade their light form before, then you should not be surprised that I have no idea how to make my light form denser or tougher…. after all, original Pink never bothered with such things.

  I have a theory and I am hoping for the best!

  (Unknown amount of time later)

  'I regret my life choices.'

  The good news is my theory has some merits.

  But it was far more complicated than simply adding more light to my light form.

  If I was a human, it would be like suddenly trying to teach your lungs that they should take more oxygen than they have been doing their entire lives.

  And Pink's light form has been the same in toughness-wise for the last…. couple thousands of years.

  So trying to tell my diamond that we need a new light form or at least modifications?

  Yeah, it wasn't easy.

  'Sigh… Pink, or more accurately my light form, is perfect for Pink Diamond. It is perfect for all Pink abilities. It was the light form that Pink was made with…. But my devil fruit is the outsider in the equation.'

  Pink was a perfect machine until the devil fruit was thrown in the mix, which made the body that was perfect for Pink become flawed… Pink wasn't supposed to have the Gura Gura no Mi. Her light form never needed to handle backlashes from quakes.

  Deciding to take a break as my who-knows-how-many number experiment of my new lightform disappeared… which left me with a dangerous old friend… Pink's emotional stability and thoughts.

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later)

  I feel like I can start semi-using most of my new abilities, especially since I got most of my tantrum memories.

  Although definitely not as good as angry me did it, but everything is just a matter of time anyway. And I will definitely steal a ring if I had the chance. Maybe not a Green Lantern, but a Red one? Yellow?…. I can corrupt them and make my own ring… It would remove all need for a spaceship.

  And energy for the ring? I was a walking battery

  'And where did I store that Lasso again? Was it in Lion's mane or did I lose it? Well, if I didn't store it, then it's probably back in Wonder Woman's hands, although if she can use it from now on is certainly questionable at best.'

  'Heh… Pink one, deranged feminist zero.'

  'At least something good came out of this.'

  'I need to get off this planet soon…. Earth isn't my home anymore. I should have stopped lying to myself about it. Thankfully, with my flight capability, I should technically be able to go anywhere I want even in space.'

  'As if I have a home…'

  Pink winced internally at her thoughts….'Yeahhhh, the depressing thoughts are here. Let's try happier thoughts. Just happy thoughts… Happy thoughts!'

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later)

  Needless to say, Pink failed miserably at keeping the happy thoughts.

  'I may have painted a brighter picture than I am currently facing..'

  'I don't know where Lion is. I am worried about him. I hope he teleported away…. I really hope he is okay… I dragged him into this. I don't think I would forgive myself if something happened to him .'

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  'The Justice League doesn't kill, but Lion isn't a human…. No, no, no, dark thoughts… He should be fine…'

  'If anything happened to him, then I swear to god! I don't care if Superman is a Kryptonian that can play basketball with planets, I will make them regret it!'

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later)

  'I wonder if Yellow is preparing something good.. I don't think getting out of this one would be so easy.'

  'Yellow would not lie to me, would she?…. Yeah, she wouldn't.'

  'Maybe being stuck in a dream isn't a good idea… especially when all of Pink's memories are terrible and her personality is like a child with insecurities and depression and a spice made from trauma… while my own memories bring me depressing thoughts.'

  'This is lonely…. I am lonely.'

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later)

  'The Joker should be dead, right?…. My constructs tore three of his limbs off after I gave him the beating of his life… He should have bled out and died.'

  "At least I won't have to worry about him causing troubles and devastating everything up."

  'He should be dead, right?… I mean, it's not like anyone would give him my tears or some other miraculous cure, right?…. I only gave few of my tears to the...'

  'No, surely not. I mean… Batman would not save him, right??…. Even he is not that mad… He could save a child with cancer instead of the Joker with those tears. He would not waste it on him, would he?'

  'Maybe hopefully he was already dead before Mister Dark and I-am-vengeance found him.'

  'I feel bad about this.'

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later)

  'I should not have thrown a tantrum! I could have healed Lion and been done with it but noooo! I had to ruin everything up!'

  'I am really letting Pink affect me, or maybe having powers is making me childish? There is no way, right?'

  'Now Wonder Woman, Green Lantern, and everyone else hates me!'

  'Maybe not Captain Marvel… hopefully Billy is a kind boy. He shouldn't get too angry at me, right? It's not like I am the first superpowered being to lose control.'

  'Who am I kidding? Wonder Woman is probably so bitter about her lasso that she would rather I be left to rot here and I still don't know where Lion is! What if some villain is trying some experiments on his innocent fluffy head!…'

  'My Lion is too dumb and innocent for suffering!… Take me instead!'

  'I am sorry…. It's all my fault!'

  (A long/short/unknown amount of time later and many depressing thoughts later)

  Inside a sea of pink clouds, there was only silence with a pink figure sitting in the middle of it, knees hugged to her chest, while tears streamed down her face.

  'What if Lion is already dead?'

  'Maybe Wonder Woman cooked him in some Amazonian ancient recipe as a revenge against me.'

  'I got my new pet killed; it hadn't even been a year!'

  'I'm a terrible owner.'

  The pink figure simply sat in the silence of her own thoughts as her mind kept going to darker and darker outcomes.

  (Unknown POV.)

  A corpse lay bleeding on the ground, staining the rather white ground red. The corpse was already rotting in many places, its blood already almost dried up, all of its organs long dead, long worthless beyond repair…. A very old person with sharp blue eyes wearing a white medical coat walked calmly as he raised his hand, holding a small beaker filled with glowing pink energy.

  Very carefully, as if dealing with the most precious thing to exist, the man tilted the beaker slightly as a single drop fell atop the corpse just to be absorbed.

  The white room was in silence as the cameras recorded everything with a few dozen of doctors and scientists standing to the side, some already writing everything they noted.

  The mutilated corpse was fixed slowly, bones and muscles knitting back together as if no damage was done at all.

  The old man sat down, staring in astonishment, as he said…."Prepare the surgery room."

  As countless staff members rushed to prepare everything.

  The old man sat in silence, simply staring at the beaker in his hand in thought.

  (Half an hour later)

  The same old man sat staring at the long list in front of him: heart and the lungs and the liver and the kidneys and the pancreas and the intestines and the stomach and the uterus and the eyes through their corneas.

  All in optimal state… All successfully transplanted… all patients that received the organs from a what used to be a rotting corpse are functional, healthy, and alive.

  The old man stood up as he stared at the large screen in front of him as a third line appeared on it… A line that sent excitement and cold chill in everyone's bones.

  Substance original name: (Unknown)

  Current name used until completed identification: Tears of Life

  Currently confirmed effects:

  Tears of Life has been confirmed of curing the following number of diseases:

  (Cancer and lung cancer and breast cancer and prostate cancer and colorectal cancer and pancreatic cancer and liver cancer and brain cancer and leukemia and lymphoma and melanoma and sarcoma and glioblastoma and mesothelioma and ovarian cancer and cervical cancer and stomach cancer and esophageal cancer and kidney cancer and bladder cancer and thyroid cancer and multiple myeloma and AIDS and HIV infection and Ebola virus disease

  Marburg virus disease and rabies and untreated tetanus and untreated botulism and untreated anthrax and plague and smallpox and severe and SARS and MERS avian influenza and Spanish flu and viral hemorrhagic fevers and Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease and kuru and fatal familial insomnia and Alzheimer's disease in late stages and Parkinson's disease in late stages and Huntington's disease and amyotrophic lateral sclerosis and multiple system atrophy and progressive supranuclear palsy

  heart disease and coronary artery disease heart failure and myocardial infarction and stroke and hemorrhagic stroke and ischemic stroke and aortic aneurysm rupture and cardiomyopathy and endocarditis and severe arrhythmia and hypertensive crisis and diabetes complications and diabetic ketoacidosis and hypoglycemia coma and chronic kidney failure and acute renal failure and liver failure and cirrhosis and acute hepatitis

  fulminant hepatic failure and severe pancreatitis and respiratory failure and chronic obstructive pulmonary disease and pulmonary fibrosis severe asthma attack and pneumonia and tuberculosis and sepsis and septic shock and malaria and cerebral malaria and dengue hemorrhagic fever and yellow fever and Zika complications and cholera and typhoid fever and dysentery and severe dehydration and heat stroke and hypothermia and meningitis and encephalitis and polio and measles complications

  diphtheria whooping cough complications and rheumatic heart disease and sickle cell disease complications and thalassemia major and aplastic anemia and hemophilia complications and lupus complications and vasculitis and scleroderma and dermatomyositis and myasthenia gravis crisis and Addisonian crisis and thyroid storm and pheochromocytoma crisis and severe burns and radiation sickness and acute poisoning

  cyanide poisoning and carbon monoxide poisoning and opioid overdose and alcohol poisoning and snake envenomation and scorpion envenomation and anaphylaxis and severe trauma and traumatic brain injury and internal hemorrhage and multiple organ failure)

  (A/N):That was a long list sorry about it but I was making a point…so let's continue

  Conclusion: No disease has proved incurable; the cure has proved effective no matter the severity or extent of the disease spread.

  Only incurable factor found: Death of the organism.

  Second effect found: Energy radiation (Every drop is approximated to be able to be enough to provide enough power for a house of four for at least a year….)

  To be Noted: The methods of calculating the energy outcome have provided different results.

  Proven results: A single drop may provide an ordinary family home of electricity from one to ten years. The energy proved harmless to nature; in fact, plant life seemed to flourish in its presence. Further tests are required.

  To be noted: All energy tests could be overwritten since some scientists think far more energy could be harnessed if different methods were used (further tests required).

  Proven hypothesis: The entity known as Pink Diamond contains infinite energy.

  Third effect: Although death is incurable at normal conditions, it has been proven that the corpse would return to its optimal state and all of the supposed corpse's organs would be completely compatible with any host even if tests say otherwise.

  Summary: Any corpse subjected to the Tears of Life becomes a universal donor.

  Under test hypothesis: Curing DNA damage from radiation, mutations control and birth defects (require further tests). Current calculation suggests a 99.99999999999998% success rate.

  Under test hypothesis: Age control… (Further tests required). Current calculations prove it is very possible with the correct methods.

  Under test hypothesis: The effects of the tears can lead to mass production of any and all types of plants. If proven correct, it could be used to solve world hunger and even fight against deforestation. (Further tests required to confirm the stability and changes to plant life).

  The hall fell silent as the old man stepped forward, looking at the screen for a long moment.

  Just staring at the screen with the information he already knew made him feel that every drop of the Tears of Life he carried was ten times heavier.

  Diseases? Gone… World hunger? Solvable… Energy needs? Gone, taking away all the pollution that the planet suffers from due to other methods of energy….. Age? Welcome to the key of infinite youth.

  "Congratulations everyone…. We found it…. A universal cure."

  His old voice wasn't loud, but all of the scientists, doctors, and researchers in the room heard it.

  No, they didn't hear it… They saw it…. A cure for everything, a true panacea!

  Yet strangely enough, none of them cheered….. For a long moment, silence simply filled the halls of S.T.A.R. Labs.

  Because they all saw it; the heart-aching line on the end of the screen that they tried nonstop to change it. Countless tests, countless ideas, countless methods trying to understand what was going wrong, but they couldn't solve it.

  Replication process: 347 tests… (347 failures and zero successes). Replication of the substance proved impossible within current human technology.

  Further experiments underway... determined success rate for the ongoing attempts at replication: 0.0000000000001%.

  Three hundred and forty-seven attempts and they only got that one percent to show for it.

  They felt powerless.

  It felt like they were failing not only themselves but the entirety of humanity.