CO2_GHOUL

At Nightingale Academy, where heroes are forged based on the destructive power of their abilities, Troy stands at the bottom of the hierarchy. His gift? Bubbles, harmless, fragile, and utterly unremarkable in a world where strength defines worth. Mocked by peers and ignored by the system, he struggles to prove that power isn’t just about destruction.

But when a single night shatters his perception of what it means to be a hero, Troy is forced to confront the dark truth behind the heroes he once admired. In a world where justice is painted in shades of gray, he must carve his own path, one where power is redefined, and saving lives means more than just winning battles.

Even if it means standing alone.

Bubble Boy

Troy’s muscles burned as he lowered himself down, one-handed, toward the sharpened spikes beneath him. The three stone pillars beneath his hands and feet wobbled slightly, but he barely paid them any mind. Sweat dripped down his brow, rolling off his chin before vanishing into the abyss below. On his back, Jace sat cross-legged, casually flipping a page in his book as if he weren’t using his friend as a human chair. 


“Don’t forget to breathe,” Jace murmured without looking up. 


Troy gritted his teeth, forcing himself back up. “I...am...breathing.” 


“Not properly,” Jace replied, finally glancing down at him. “You’re wasting energy.” 


Troy didn’t respond, focusing instead on his rhythm. Down. Up. Down. Up. His arms trembled, his shirt clinging to his sweat-drenched torso, but he refused to stop. 


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