Gaasuja

My right hand is so amazing that it can make any inanimate objects come to life.
Crazy, right?
Do you think I’m god?
Nah, I'm just a freshman in college with all his problems. 
However, my brother sucks. He's a selfish prick who wants to see the world burn.
Looks like I have to use my power to stop him. That must be really sucks.
By the way, my name is Evan. I'm an alien from a planet called Xionezsoqiuvenoririrexunaxiantiqinoverizovadusuruxivurunzezex. 
Being an alien is also sucks.

The Lifegivers

"Tristaaan!!! Get out right now!!!" Evan shouted again. "Otherwise, I'll mess up your house again!!!"

"Hey, is that how you go to other people's houses, Evan?" Tristan's voice came from inside the house, accompanied by a mechanical sound and metal scraping against each other. "Isn't that rude?"

"Huh, you're the one who's prepared for war by putting your men in the yard, right?

Tristan finally came out of the house. This time he was wearing metallic red armor. He carried a long and giant sword. The armor he was wearing now looked slimmer than his previous bulkier armor.

"Originally, I wanted to take care of this myself, but it turned out to be impossible. Well, even if they lost, my scientists had time to activate this special armor." Tristan studied his armor. "Hopefully there won't be any scratches later. He'd be sad if his creation was a little scratched up."

127. They are Like Childrens